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It was fashion that made me look like this Yeah inside they said it was the inside that counts But I find that there's a sense in balance Please close your eyes right now Now they see it and now they don't I could finish you but I won't So please to violence like it always should And we could fight for dead It's clothes that rips, that must rest in battle Ana all the crowds that watch into the air The signal, the signal, the signal, a signal Now they see it and now they don't I could finish you but I won't Instead it brings you to violence like it always should And we could climb for days Kow! Kow! Pow! Kapow! Pow! From Letras Mania