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. I hope I never wake up. Dream sewing filters distort reality of what is mine. Through light this mind awakens. I draw the line from then and now, awake and dreaming. Forgotten past future becomes
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Light in the tunnel I find my way home. Spirits have flown. Waving goodbye to material things. From angel wings. . Back to nature my return. Change of heart the skin is burned. Found a cure
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you've made. Stone cold you gaze back at me. How I tried to persuade you of my reality. All in vain, deafened by all my pain. . Even the blind could see. Despair is written in your eyes. In time the
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of the reality I'm grippin'. Steppin' into the jam and I'm slammin' like Shaquille. Mad boy grips the microphone. Wit' a fistful of steel. Yeah and mad boy grips the microphone. Wit' a fistful of
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). (Da de de Dada, Da de de Dada). . Won't nobody ever share the bond we had. Who are you to manipulate the trust in my man. Gonna show the world what we're made of. Wrapped in his arms he can't get
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to reality. And it's fine with me 'cause I've let it slide. Don't care if it's Chinatown or on Riverside. I don't have any reasons. I've left them all behind. I'm in a New York state of mind. I'm just
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to reality. And it's fine with me 'cause I've let it slide. Don't care if it's Chinatown or on Riverside. I don't have any reasons. I've left them all behind. I'm in a New York state of mind. I'm just
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inside. You would have seen me there, you could've seen far. You should've seen the magic in my hat full of stars I'm tryin' to live in the present but I keep tripping on the past. Findin' out reality
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inside. You would have seen me there, you could've seen far. You should've seen the magic in my hat full of stars I'm tryin' to live in the present but I keep tripping on the past. Findin' out reality
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never freeze. (Your) dreams of eternal glory. Swords of steel and sorcery. Will defeat all your enemies. Hidden in your memories. Haunted your reality. In your quest of victory. You will lose most of your
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Girl I know this might seem strange. But let me know if I'm out of order. For stepping to you this way. I've been watching you for a while. And I just gotta let you know. That how I'm really
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. Let me be, I'll be myself and go my way. So face reality and find my peace of soul. . I will always stay. . And now I'm cool with you. And now I'm cool with you. Listen, I don't know. Let me
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Let me tell you a little something about L. A. , I love it. . City of Angels. City of Angel, ooh. City of Angels. City of Angels. . Now, what you know about my city that's tic tac?. Hustle
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glimpse of the reality I'm grippin. Steppin into the jam and I'm slammin like shaquille. Mad boy grips the microphone. Wit a fistful of steel. Yeah. And mad boy grips the microphone. Wit a fistful of
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glimpse of the reality I'm grippin. Steppin into the jam and I'm slammin like shaquille. Mad boy grips the microphone. Wit a fistful of steel. Yeah. And mad boy grips the microphone. Wit a fistful of
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