Tom: D
Introdução:
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Man with a crown, the one that always frowns,
I'd rather have a hat, than a broken back.
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It's just our way, why should we throw away a sunny day?
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It's the realisation your not ten feet tall, the realisation
you don't know it all.
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Stealing, coppers off your mantelpiece.
Stumbling through life without one good deed, and you're not
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night has overcome your apocalyptic way.
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It's the realisation your not ten feet tall, the realisation you don't know it all.
World domination makes you feel so small,
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Take for granted Eagers omen,
Stories lost its moment.