everybody loves you, and they want to know your
story, you go riding out a mystery, concealed in all
your glory, but when it comes to flesh and bones,
you remind me of shallot, only made of shadows, even
though you're not. i remember how i spend all my
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story, you go riding out a mystery, concealed in all
your glory, but when it comes to flesh and bones,
you remind me of shallot, only made of shadows, even
though you're not. i remember how i spend all my
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