| Himself from the glaciers
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| Cold as if he were from glaciers
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| Himself from the glaciers
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| He left morals to middlemen
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| Himself from the glaciers
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| Cold as if he were from glaciers
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| Himself from the glaciers
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| He left morals to middlemen
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| Who is it shaking, the earth to vibrations
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| Local concentration
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| Syndicates markets
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| The leader of the tribe danced under it
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| Even he knows that we are a circle of manipulation
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| How among you I wanted to be the middle man
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| Cold as if he were from glaciers
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| How among you I wanted to be the middle man
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| He left morals to middlemen
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| Chesty, pig-notes
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| In front of me you're bothering me, only here you
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| Something says, to seek justice here is nonsense
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| Everything is high, you demon, just like in the gut
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| Fools like me always had a simple plan
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| I built a fortress with thickness in style
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| Tried to take plastid
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| Zero sense, intact as you can see
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| You teach to live, but you don't give guarantees
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| There can be no teaching here, because the teacher is not far away
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| With such, everything is fine, still mutual
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| I call them assholes, they call me a moron
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| Himself from the glaciers
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| Cold as if he were from glaciers
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| Himself from the glaciers
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| He left morals to middlemen
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| Himself from the glaciers
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| Cold as if he were from glaciers
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| Himself from the glaciers
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| He left morals to middlemen |