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He stands up on the stage What will he see while looking down? All the precious heads? Or all the seeds he’s yet to sow? Maybe I’m the fake Maybe I’m the fraud To change it in a sane or malicious way? I’m caught in the wave again The season’s delight Of making my way through the herd You’re falling away I can’t stand keeping the lie I could not pretend to forego What will I say in this display? Oh sure, I’ll lie What will I face to win this race? Broken eyes We’re waiting on the call from what will not stand I love how they can lead without us in mind Fuck this curtain call for what will not stand We’re almost there
1曲 | 2018
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