cream of gold
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So much for destiny,
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A pin prick on my knee,
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The frost you paint
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across our dead affair.
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I sensed the toxic aura
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from the second we touched,
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You were stitched up venom
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and I was the cursed from the Vedic.
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Time is a one way track and I am not coming back,
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I dream in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
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Time tired you're tainted through,
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wind (wins?), songs and substitutes,
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I dream in beige why'd you leave me so far now.
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The afterlife is steep,
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We wonder and retreat,
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And everyone is after us.
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Skirt the gone street hawkers
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with the black lemonade,
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Keep an arrow trained on their
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conflicted minds 'cause they stutter.
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Time is the one way track and I am not coming back,
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I dream in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
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Time tired you're tainted through, (fruit?)
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wins, songs and substitutes,
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I dream in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
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I bleed in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
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I bleed in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
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I bleed in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
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I bleed in beige why'd you leave me so far now!.
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cream of gold
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