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To pretend no one can find
The fallacies of morning rose Forbidden fruit hidden eyes Curtsies that I despise in me Take a ride take a shot now Cos nobody loves me Its true Not like you do Covered by the blind belief That fantasies of sinful screens Bear the facts assume the dye End the vows no need to lie enjoy Take a ride take a shot now Cos nobody loves me Its true Not like you do Who oo am I what and why Cos all I have left is my memories of yesterday Ohh these sour times Cos nobody loves me Its true Not like you do After time the bitter taste Of innocence decent or race Scattered seeds buried lives Mysteries of our disguise revolve Circumstance will decide Cos nobody loves me Its true Not like you do Cos nobody loves me Its true Not like you do Cos nobody loves me Its true Not like you do |
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How can I believe this miracle,
Where the wind blows dry, Through the force of a man, Undenied by his eye. Oh you abandoned me, How I suffer, Ridicule breathes a sigh, You abandoned me, Lost forever, Hush, can you hear. Enter and rejoice this pedestal, Where the rainbows hide, Your destiny, Mystery of all time. Oh no time make or reason, Ridicule breathes a sigh, No time, make or reason, Hush, hear him cry. No time, make or reason, No time, make or reason, No time, make or reason. |
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