(Lawless)
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The tarot is fate, said the Gypsy Queen
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And she beckoned me, to glimpse my future she'd seen
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She said "Try to run away, don't know what to do
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Do you feel it's real do you believe it's true?
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When I lay the card down will it turn up the fool?
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Will it turn up sorrow? Is there one there for you?"
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For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for me
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For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for me
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Illusions are real, and the dreams that you feel
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I'll come back to you and voice the scream in your ear
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She said "Try to run away, don't know what to do
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Do you feel it's real do you believe it's true?
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When I lay the card down will it turn up the fool?
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Will it turn up sorrow? Is there one there for you?"
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For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for me
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For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for me
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For Whom The Bell Tolls
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| W.A.S.P. |
