I Spoke - Random beatings by Lee Majors | Текст песни

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Nothing comes from nothing.
I have a collection of blind eyes.
Open them to see the shine of present lies.
Tell me, collect them. Tell me, you’re god.

Let me show them their true surroundings. Empty sayings
lift up the souls, only to drop them.
Lift me up, lift them up.
Elevate, then let them fall down.

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