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I don't know any more.

They say freak,
When you're singled out,
The red, well it filters through.

So lay down, the threat is real,
When his sight goes red again.
Seeing red again.

"Somebody mixed my medicine."

"To the sunlit beach of L.A.
The odd and awe of foreign Moscow,
And the thunder rain in Tokyo."
The World Is Where We're Heading (Stages) - Dúné