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(oh la la la)...

He who thinks, for himself
A woman on trip, is a hit for the
A true composer's hell tears
Or pm dawn makes cause for

Megaline drops along a thought
A comatose nap might snatch a
I'm so great I amaze
Explains, just how is vanity

The longest journey is on a trip
But also starts a single step
Because pleasantvalley is
A grain of

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

Problems of the world, lovers, girls, and things of that nature
To break my
They all show different sides of me, they're all
Up of me...
I feel certain awe for/but those who to find out they're in the
in the stars
Even from a watcher's of view.

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

he who learns the rules of wisdom
Without transforming it to daily
Is a bad condition of
A rap like that can back afterlife

All this and spins in a whirlwind
And spots the mask as to where it
On the opposite lane of a bridge
Or the thought that on the positive plane

think?

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

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

Certain little upon mankind lies
Certain arrogance, to the
Pure imagination is on fact
the confusion is made to contain

But the defintion of the phrase is a dream
A that encloses a question mark
The end of an era in the halls of a
That should've been watched and clocked the start

Doncha'

Power to the world, gold, and bees and nature(? )
Not to my heart..
They all shrunk off of me, they're 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...

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

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

Doncha'

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