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Feel like a riddle today.
Glamorous - and I must say, that you are barely ok.
Meanwhile I fight for reason.
Clamor in hand to defend this: my only body stance.

Take a look around,
Everything - in turn - will come down.
Don't depend on this - broken promises,
They won't hear a sound.

Last chance to find the way out.
Rearrange lfe 'till sundown, fears of a stick in the mud
I solved a riddle today.
Glamorous - and I must say that none of us are ok.

Take a look around,
Everything - in turn - will come down.
Don't depend on this - broken promises,
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They won't hear a sound.

We plant the seed to grow the tree
But save room for the family.
Evolution turns another ugly hand
Suddenly man cannot stand.
Matchstick starts a fire
Pinpoint the blame,
And through the trees I scream your name.

(SCREAMING)
"Matchstick! Matchstick!
Matchstick! Matchstick starts..!
Matchstick! Matchstick!
Matchstick! Matchstick starts a fire!"

Take a look around,
Everything - in turn - will come down.
Don't depend on this - broken promises,
They won't hear a sound.
They won't hear a sound...