Would you follow me?
Without reason
They know your name
I'll inhale the air from your lungs
And blow it all away
Imagine the full in random
In my wounded phase
We will never be
Tempting fate
It stays the same
I'll inhale the air from your lungs
And blow it all away
I am the fool in random
In my wounded phase
I will sell your memory
I will sell your memory
I will sell your memory
I will sell your memory
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