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Only the lonely control our device |
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Only the lonely undress our disguise |
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A statue to raise, a martyr to praise |
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Like masses cry, when tyrants die |
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I go |
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I go away |
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Nothing is sacred, when hatred expands |
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Only the lonely are promised the land |
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The pressure is high, the fission goes by |
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Like Kafka wrote, I sing my notes |
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I go |
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I go away? |
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I travel alone, I find my way home, |
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Alive or dead for years ahead |
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I go |
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I go away? |
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Follow the masses, the class of the crowd |
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Distance your ego be patient, stay proud |
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A statue to raise, a martyr to praise |
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Like masses cry, when tyrants die |
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I go |
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I go away |
