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cel-shaded gold

I forgot how to write

My God it's not sounding right

The way I'd shape my face by phrase on a page

The shades I'd make cry, pray, and praise your name

Out of the blue you chalked me on cue

To change the hue of my attitude

You say "I'll pull it right out of you

And carry this, your arrogance

An arrow in

My vow to you"

So what do I do when I've lost my voice

And need a ploy just to prove my choice

When it's true that

That I'm the biggest fool on the planet but

But I'd be a tool to wanna change it 'cause

'Cause I'm a lion in a strange land

I'm untamed maybe I'm deranged and

I can't say I'm a safe man

I don't sell my soul, although you know I'd

I'd go render my last cel-shaded gold

Through a bold

But hidden code

Where love and hate they'll mold fixated in a humble abode

You see I'm not perfect

And for sure you've heard it

Oh it's true that

That I'm the biggest fool on the planet but

But I'd be a tool to wanna change it 'cause

'Cause I'm a lion in a strange land

I'm untamed maybe I'm deranged and

I can't say I'm a sane man

No I can't say I'm a safe man

So I can't say I'm a sane man

No I can't say I'm a sane man

So I can't say I'm a safe man

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