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It's anyone's call
That is the word of the guy who was hated
By the god of failure
Just lean
No one here is thinking that hard
Death is king now, man hunted to waste life's grace
It is a fool who hides
Because everyone is his eyes and ears
The outlaw
No age can judge him
Truth is always born in the mind
If the thick book
Had shown him the right path
Would it have repeated all?
Just lean
It's anyone's call
That is the word of the guy who was hated
By the god of failure
Just lean
It's anyone's call
That is the word of the guy who followed
The heart without fortune
He'll come, he'll come
For the truth came cloaked in fear
He'll come, he'll come
Before those who warn of dawn
Wild card, wild card
The words of a man who never fails
Just lean
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