| Soft and gentle, sentimental
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| Hard as nails, and scissor mental
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| We want to be the ones who let you know
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| We’ve got a surprise for you
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| A savage eye and a carving knife
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| Frozen chaos and a bloodshot life
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| A hungry insect and the way it stings
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| These are a few of my favorite things
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| Invisible signs that control your mind
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| And a person wants to take you away
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| Between the lines, like the inferno
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| To pretend to know the way of the play
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| Soft and gentle, sentimental
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| The way of the play is incredible
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| My mood dictated by the wind that blows
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| And the dice that rolls
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| I am surrounded by the things I love
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| A dying creature and a chainmail glove
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| Inebriation and the joy it brings
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| These are a few of my favorite things
|
| Soft and gentle, sentimental
|
| Hard as nails, and scissor mental
|
| We want to be the ones who let you know
|
| We’ve got a surprise for you
|
| A savage eye and a carving knife
|
| Frozen chaos and a bloodshot life
|
| A hungry insect and the way it stings
|
| These are a few of my favorite things
|
| A hungry insect and the way it stings |
| These are a few of my favorite things |