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He’s trying to get power any way he can
Coz he lost it all when she lost her man
To the facade of budding away
Isn’t that what they all say
About midnights come the dawn
And he will swear he did nothing wrong
But I watched her on her hands and knees
Trying to find something in which to believe
And she was ashen framed
And you like the structure of he who must not be named
In the sea
She rolled with me
But the forest burned down
Now I just watch you leave the town
Over and over
Searching for your four leafed clover

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