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"Feeling the burn, of cigarettes on my bed
The weight of the world, rests on my head
But you'll be a star, if you stay clean
so let's play prophets, let's play kings
Someone tell me i'm sane,
and my mind was just away
tell me i'm crazy, and the world is to blame
i'm looking but all i can see, is rage
beautiful rage...."
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