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Soldiers of fortune that do conceal Everything they're afraid to show Everything they once gave now paid to steal Oh, the seeds we sow Soldiers of Fortune in paradise Have to tell ourselves let go Running through their veins with water cold as ice Oh, the seeds we sow Oh, ta, ta, ta Oh, ta, ta, ta Sweet things, pretty things are dying In the penny arcade of Edgar Allan Poe Medicine men have all gone spying Oh, the seeds we sow Had a dream that you reached for me in the night Touched me soft and slow Everything was wrong but everything was right Oh, the seeds we sow Oh, ta, ta, ta Oh, ta, ta, ta Oh, ta, ta, ta Letras de cancionesOh, ta, ta, ta Oh, oh, the seeds we sow Oh, oh, the seeds we sow Oh, oh, the seeds we sow Oh, the seeds we sow From Letras Mania