| Tame me
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| Come on and tame me
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| This was always your aim in this world
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| For this is your sole role in this world
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| Frame me, blame me
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| Wipe me out, never let me go
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| Maim me to the final point
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| That my hate will grow
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| The keys were given to the golden claws
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| A game of balance
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| That’s long forgotten
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| A constant battle for the helm control
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| Updated warfare
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| The order’s lost
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| A new religion in a paper form
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| Descending icons
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| The Wall Street ‘prophets'
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| I know no homeland when the gain’s ensured
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| Withdrawal syndrome
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| I want it all
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| Flail me now, more than your daze can do
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| Tear me down, my will you can’t subdue
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| I’ll survive and I’ll learn to pretend…
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| Superior substance in a carton box
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| Prosperous figures
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| Decline, destruction
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| The non compliant is portrayed as foe
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| They own the terror
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| I loot by law
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| «I'm using matter at a range so close
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| The winds I planted
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| Became tornados
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| The way of nature I at ease oppose
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| Defy the judgment
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| I’ll never fall"
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| But you will fall… |