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When I was an angel I was doused in false potential Misled them to my intentions I am a void, not a direction I have a way, another way, to reach the top Another way, another day, to fall or drop When I had a friend We observed the trend He ducked the enforcers Who caught me, his resources I have a way, another way, to reach the top Another way, another day, to fall or drop When I am a dead man I'll kowtow to my own man The quiet, gentle, antagoniser The unstable, immiscible, emulsifier I have a way, another way, to reach the top Another way, another day, to fall or drop From Letras Mania