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I've seen warriors and showers up and down the mountains |
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And many broken papers yellowed with an age. |
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I've seen it |
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I've met it between the great mud. |
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I've touched it |
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I've smelled it |
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it's really loathsome. |
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I hate ! Rock your face ! Only way delirio mind! |
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Shock on body lane ! Fire light delirio mind! |
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Running through the confusion and explosion! |
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Come back people only for emotion! |
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I'm writing over this wall |
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I'm running there for see you |
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Dancing on the green roofs |
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Of pretty houses in town. |
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I see you |
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I meet you |
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Between the hot blood. |
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I touch you |
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I smell you: |
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It's really going mad. |
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I hate! Rock your face! |
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Only way delirio mind! . . . |
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I hate ! Rock your face! |
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Only way delirio mind! . . . |
