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

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

up through mazes
As lost as a thats pushed to a panther
I keep my eyes on those who by
look to P.M. Dawn the quest for the answer
Mercy me till I see
The end of the race is grand prix
Mr. Red I pose a threat
Yeah, Id like to see him

Dr. tends to get hypnotic
Reality thinks the be is erotic
The magic wand to be misplaced
I cant see it if its covered in
The best way to keep your word is not to it
I make promises 'cause promises die
But those who use hate wont participate
So thats why I to use my eyes
And stay

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

Or 'em to the side so you cant realize
Illusion lasts until the scene is through
Approachin this scenario, what you do?
Lose your noodle or try some
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 me a lie to keep my head straight
But view sets the fronts like an crime
I like to watch a watcher close and see what they might
A tick from a tock, a line a rhyme
A off an elm, a move might yell bold
An unseen realm or what that realm
Is nothing, nothing that sense
They with small talk

And I watch the consequence up
And into a large brook
Maybe its the undertow of the tide took
The put scenes, make it all seem clean
A pacified pictures, the dream
Till its tried by the spies thats when they
The rose aint red and the violets blue
But those that are swift will pin the trip
And everybody think its deja vu
the comatose