eyes of sunshine
lies of goldmines
in this dream of mine
lust for dinner
trust them sinners
more guns waitin in line
put me to sleep
put me to real sleep
and grant me real dreams that i forget in the morning
it's time to keep
me away from reality
oh, and if you may, for the mean time, keep it that way
broken thunder
paper power
enter slumber
heroic mind
tragical kind
greeding to-get-her
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