| I have a sequin for an eye
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| Pick a rose and hide my face
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| This is a bandit’s life, it comes and goes
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| And them’s the breaks
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| Under a molten sky, beyond the road
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| We lie in wait
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| You think they know us now?
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| Wait 'til the stars come out
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| You see that?
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| I made you
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| And now, I take you back
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| It’s too late
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| But today, I can define the lack
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| I made you
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| And now, I take you back
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| Son, you sleep in clouds of fire
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| That’s all and that’s right
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| My son, you sleep in clouds of fire
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| That’s all and that’s right
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| I can still feel it when you lie
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| Pick a rose just to hide my face
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| Well, if there’s something I should know
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| I seek no science where there is no shade
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| Under a molten sky, let the days collide
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| Well, I made you and now I take you back
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| Son, you sleep in clouds of fire
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| That’s all and that’s right
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| My son, you sleep in clouds of fire
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| That’s all and that’s right |