Feel like a riddle today.
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Glamorous - and I must say, that you are barely ok.
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Meanwhile I fight for reason.
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Clamor in hand to defend this: my only body stance.
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Take a look around,
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Everything - in turn - will come down.
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Don’t depend on this - broken promises,
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They won’t hear a sound.
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Last chance to find the way out.
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Rearrange lfe 'till sundown, fears of a stick in the mud
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I solved a riddle today.
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Glamorous - and I must say that none of us are ok.
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Take a look around,
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Everything - in turn - will come down.
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Don’t depend on this - broken promises,
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They won’t hear a sound.
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We plant the seed to grow the tree
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But save room for the family.
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Evolution turns another ugly hand
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Suddenly man cannot stand.
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Matchstick starts a fire
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Pinpoint the blame,
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And through the trees I scream your,
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NAME!!
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(SCREAMING)
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Majey-!
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Majey-!
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Majey-!
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Majesty!!!
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Majey-!
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Majey-!!
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Majey-!
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Majesty!!
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Take a look around,
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Everything - in turn - will come down.
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Don’t depend on this - broken promises,
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They won’t hear a sound...
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They won't hear a sound...
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[They won't hear a sound...]
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They won't hear a sound...
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[They won't hear a sound...]
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Revelation Song
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| Finch |
