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todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
como nivelar cai
a escuridão rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
veja que eu me dou a você
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
rode-me para baixo pelo prado

 



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