You're carving soft what you don't need
Can I give you a hand?
I was training for the battle to death
You've forced me into the sun
Lasting all questions
You're never looking for the vein in the carousel
So I ran laughing along
Savages for a nova
Which push from the plastic canopies
Will set you on a stony path?
It just looks normal at the time
While we slither across the ogre's back
I'm staring at a red sun
Wishing clever tales stripped the hordes from the bastion
I want to play just like I want to walk
Lay on the lanes like the paragon
Cast on

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