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Too dark to see in there Fools took you in: beware! Your armour in the air You got hooked now: I'll be damned! Keep notes with a photograph I walk with peace and darkness Instead of rolling over Aching, you stay below here Go on, Get off The ground I would win if I reeled it in The land, calm reasoning How luck can be so grim You need a lift, my friend! Now, look me in the eyes Swimming backwards, feet denied Almost home, then I lose it all I think you know that I belong here Get off The ground Oh muse, you Oh muse, you - you're there From Letras Mania