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Your romantic gestures, |
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They are lost on me. |
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Even with a heart of stone, |
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If it ends as it began we will never know. |
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We marched bravely |
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From the lions' den. |
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Their shadows flicker in the flame. |
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We marched bravely |
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From the lions' den. |
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They grow more human everyday, |
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And we were lost. |
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How long |
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Before the lights come on? |
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Before they wake, |
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And there is hell to pay? |
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We will be gone |
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Before the lights come on. |
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Well the writing's on the wall. |
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We marched bravely |
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From the lions' den. |
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Their shadows flicker in the flame. |