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If I can close myself just fine
You'll take me in,
I'll cross the line
We'll be sent intro pretend
We'll travel far into their hearts
He'll take you in and treat you well
You'll never doubt
He'll never tell
Your dirty lies, your misbelief, your false success which you've achieved
My mind in on the shelf
And time can only tell that the price yet this way
But the wager has been placed
You'll like to stand beside yourself
You hate the way which you asell
Your story books and false disease
I promise you we'll make belief
So take this gear that I give to you
And run for me
You promise to cherish it good from afar
My mind in on the shelf
And time can only tell that the price yet this way
But the wager has been placed
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