| Long time ago, there was this king,
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| Prideful and blind, it’s a dangerous thing
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| They made an idol of him…
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| Licking up, kicking down…
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| They surrounded him…
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| Just like we use to, just who we are…
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| We kind of do so, in whatever palace we’re in
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| Then there was this unusual guy, and I named him D
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| He was different from the rest, and his heart was free
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| They told him, follow the stream now, make a shortcut to your dream
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| And win the world now, and lose your soul for this scheme…
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| So they through D in the lions den,
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| And they said he’ll never be back again… |