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CHORUS
I ain't in to pointing fingers.
Telling who's right or wrong.
All I really___want.
Is you back inside of my arms.
I don't really want to touch.
Cos' people don't care that much.
VERSE 1
You think you can play me as a fool.
Just brake every single rule.
Let me tell you now.
I already went to school.
VERSE 2
Called you on the tellephone.
Said you comin' home.
Said you'd be home by ten.
You come strollin in at one.
REPEAT CHORUS
BRIDGE
All I really want to do.
Is say that I love you.
But I really can't.
Cos' that wou
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Fellow traveller, what you posses is something unique,
two entities in one. The first is composed from five new songs,
designed to bring you one step closer to the realms of MORPHEUS.
The second is the reincarnation of the: "TEMPLE OF THE LOST RACE"
mini Lp, released in 91. Many searching for it but in vain.
At last this lost page of the band's history is a restored.
We resurected the old songs while keeping the spirit that was
behind them. Enjoy the pleasures of the flesh...
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We're nowhere in particular
We're nowhere, nowhere at all
So fill my cup, make me happen
Fill it up, make me smile
Fill my cup, give me a reason
A reason to feel alright
Don't you worry, sweet darling
It's gonna be alright
It seems that I've been sleeping
Been sleeping all my life
Bee
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All trees are oaks,
All birds are blue.
In the mountains of a magnet,
Are the mountains of you
I'm proud of my genius, just like a painter
And dumb like a poet I think
I can just say it from the throats of our wrists,
With full sets of teeth,
Vanilla almond teeth.
From vanilla almond tea spent afternoons measuring time in spoons
A southern run for a late longing to drink.
What's 80 miles in Canada or 18 years in the mountains?
Where all trees are oaks and all birds are blue, ach' du
I thought everyone was you.
Where forget-me-nots and marigolds
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