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Pas quand jetais une femme solitaire, jai
Oh, never mind me, man, Im just here
Its an old one that no one anyways
Thats the way it
Kisses directions through my every time
Guess he likes to collect hickies, I dunno
I the same, comatose anyways
So

Ask me that question
Who am I? am I?
Look at my face, the eyes lie
If I was with a smooth tongue for fun
Id take a look at myself and ask myself why I got a
A thread Im holding on for Sandy
My minds taking things are going on
Close to the soul and steppin on
These people are wrong
The can go on and on for ages

Tangled up through
As lost as a thats pushed to a panther
I keep my on those who pass by
look to P.M. Dawn the quest for the answer
Mercy mercy me I see
The end of the human race is prix
Mr. Red knows I a threat
Yeah, Id to see him sweat

Dr. Vibe to get hypnotic
thinks the prince be is erotic
The wand seems to be misplaced
I cant see it if its in lace
The best way to keep your is not to give it
I dont make promises promises die
But those who use just wont participate
So why I choose to use my eyes
And stay

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A positive and impression on your brain
Whatever remains, whatever stays the
Results from an inside or perspective
Other than that persona under strain
But what remains to be is
How you chose to use time
And the point blank calculations unclear
Of your text can catch these lines

Or toss 'em to the side so you cant
Illusion only lasts until the scene is
this scenario, what would you do?
Lose your or try some voodoo
defeat then whats the next phase
Rely on the brave, on the copious
The of any victory lies
In the organization of the non-obvious in a

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So they tell me a lie to keep my straight
But view sets the fronts like an unseen
I like to a watcher close and see what they might take
A tick from a tock, a line a rhyme
A leaf off an elm, a move might yell
An unseen realm or that realm holds
Is nothing, that makes sense
They with small talk

And I watch the swell up
And overflow a large brook
its the undertow of what the tide took
The put scenes, make it all seem clean
A pictures, the life-fiend dream
Till its tried by the spies when they realize
The rose aint red and the aint blue
But those that are swift will pin the trip
And everybody think its deja vu
Except the