There are things I should have said
And there are things I shouldn't have
What I kept inside, has only hurt my pride
This is my only regret
Falling down, face the demon out
Break the spell
Oh, Chariot, I'm made of sun and stars
Oh, Chariot, blow up my iron bars
Oh, Chariot, black wheels will burn the ground
Oh, Chariot, I hear this magic sound
Maybe I am better off alone
And go my own way
Maybe I don't know what I want
But I don't care what they say
Falling down, face the demon out
Break the spell
Oh, Chariot, I'm made of sun and stars
Oh, Chariot, blow up my iron bars
Oh, Chariot, black wheels will burn the ground
Oh, Chariot, I hear this magic sound
Falling down, break the spell
Oh, Chariot, I'm made of sun and stars
Oh, Chariot, blow up my iron bars
Oh, Chariot, black wheels will burn the ground
Oh, Chariot, I hear this magic sound
Oh, Chariot, falling down, break the spell, oh chariot, bring me the universe
Oh, Chariot, falling down, break the spell, oh chariot, my belief will not be cursed
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