I did seen the eyes upon us
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And I don't think they want us to get there
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I have thought it through
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And now it's coming for you so shelter
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All the lines that I drawn and the women I embrace
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Are all agreed upon with the man who owns the place
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It's over
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It is what can even leave between you and me this truth ,this terror
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And it stares us in the face until we break our nose against the mirror
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Well I loved you for your madness
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But now it is grown out of proportions through the cracks in your throne ,sister
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The number of vice that are pointing at me are growing
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And this fear takes the size my father before me was showing
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We get tempted by the lies of the whores and their eyes of crystal
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And which I can read the number of paces and the joys of the blister
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My soul conceils alot of corners their secrets are yours
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Well as I never dare to this sin through the doors
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Leading to yours
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All the lines that I drawn and the women I embrace
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Are all agreed upon with the man who owns the place
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It's over
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The Man Who Owns The Place
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Balthazar |