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(oh la la la)...

He who thinks, thinks for
A on trip, is a hit for the mind
A true composer's between tears
Or pm makes cause for rewind

Megaline drops upon a thought
A comatose nap might a sandy
I'm so great I myself
Explains, just how is vanity

The longest is based on a trip
But also with a single step
Because pleasantvalley is
A grain of

But "now or never's" a bit hard to
Doncha'

Problems of the world, lovers, girls, and things of that bound
To my heart
They all show sides of me, they're all wrapped
Up of me...
I feel certain awe for/but those who fall to find out in the
Shadows in the
Even a watcher's point of view.

Yo...the world doesn't pay for what a knows
And rarely to pay for what a person does
But those who care show and stare
Singin ' it is, is what it was

Cause he who learns the of wisdom
Without transforming it to life
Is a bad of contradiction
A rap that can slap back afterlife

All this twists and spins in a
And the mask as to where it remains
On the lane of a fortress bridge
Or the thought that on the positive plane

Doncha'

Power to the world, lover's gold, and and nature(? )
Not to my heart..
They all shrunk off inside of me, they're all
Up of me...
I feel certain (? ), of those who upon got the ring of shadow of
My
(? ) but these are the point of view...

and death be they accompany life
Eternity and accompany death
The simplest to remember, really....
the fog of "my forget"

Certain little mystery upon lies
Certain arrogance, to the
Pure is based on fact
Showing the is made to contain

But the true of the phrase is a dream
A dream encloses a question mark
The end of an era in the halls of a
That been watched and clocked from the start

Doncha'

Power to the world, lover's gold, and and nature(? )
Not to my heart..
They all shrunk off inside of me, all wrapped
Up of me...
I feel certain (? ), of those who fall upon got the ring of of
My
(? ) but are the watcher's point of view...

they just wanna twist my finger
Maybe they wanna break my arm
Maybe they just wanna try and me
Maybe they wanna do me harm
Maybe they don't want my mouth to speak
Maybe just wanna quiet momma

But the I step to the rhythm of the left
That's the minute that they don't wanna leave me

think?

Power to the world, gold, and bees and nature(? )
Not to my heart..
They all shrunk off inside of me, all wrapped
Up of me...
I feel certain (? ), of those who fall upon got the ring of of
My
(? ) but are the watcher's point of view...