Снова...

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I dance in tune with what I fear
To do adrenaline
Completely rapt with what I hear
When passion colors everything
The songs I sing, from way out there to deep within
The face I wear behind my grin
The mess I made to the original sin
Everything, everything, everything

I have a mind for simple things,
But things are not of mind to simplify
There's always some loophole technicality you buy into
And pay until you die
Money doesn't bring me joy,
It's more like a darling dead weight
And I seem to have lost my appetite,
It's underrated how we overrate

I dance entangled with my dear
She pulls my every string
Completely trapped yet never here
When passion colors everything...
The songs I sing, from way out there to deep within
The face I wear behind my grin
The mess I made to the original sin
Everything, everything, everything

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