You don't wanna cross me or try to get in my way
We'll give them back their glossy scheme and end that holiday
The thought of violence a relief the action brings you grief
There's crooked walks on tilting floors
It's been like this for years
All this time I never knew
You're reading from a different page
Or just the same page, in a different age
This suits you down to the ground
I bet you've met your goals
We'll counteract the words beyond we keep no
Track of scores
Caught up in an empty high could you identify
Stories of a conquest only seen in a mind's eye
All this time I never knew
You're reading from a different page
Or just the same page, in a different age
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