Behold the movie of the year
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Taste like luck but feels clear
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March on nails for bitter souls
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Until rust becomes rare and cold...
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Behold the movie of the year
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Taste like luck but feels clear
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March on nails for bitter souls
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Until rust becomes rare and cold...
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You've made an error in misjudging us,
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I'd be really be happy, if you'd just ask
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You've been mislead to believe
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That we have nothing, less than this
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...Same stories have been played out for ages
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i'm ready to be given the chance
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for saying our side, our version or choice
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cameras capture
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numerous nights of romance
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Behold the movie of the year
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Taste like luck but feels clear
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March on nails for bitter souls
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Until rust becomes rare and cold...
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Where do they come from, the suspicious critics
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Frazzled at the clever incisions
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Mystic your way, but I learn my days
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Greet me with your guilt and shame
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...Same stories have been played out for ages
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I'm ready to be given the chance
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For saying our side, our version or choice
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Cameras capture
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Numerous nights of romance
|
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Behold the movie of the year
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Taste like luck but feels clear
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March on nails for bitter souls
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Until rust becomes rare and cold...
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...Pass on null the essence
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The undying patience
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We're here for good
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Add Mission
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| The Apex Theory |
