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Re: Favourite ONE LINE of LYRIC
Can't sleep beneath the trees of wisdom
When your ax has cut the roots that feed them
-What If
Frantic, faction, focus
The world breathes
And out forms this misconception we call man
But I don't know him
No, I don't know him
Because he lies..They L I E ! ! !
-Say I
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So let me change the timber of the section
Add a little booze to ice
I guess you probably noticed
I've been living a double life
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