Worried Easy Way
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Every man can take his life for granted
When there`s no hands around his throat
The beauty`s sold on every corner
Won`t you get sick when she is bought
In spring the flowers growing high
And spirit holds some little hope
The day before the lonely night
You`ll see that there`s no any worth
Our footloose dancers gone for good
Because the music dimmed before them
A digital impression changes the mood
Across the basement, then runs over
Agreed to suck the pleasure on and on
A gracious light lifts up her burning head
I wouldn`t be surprised to face Lily
Behind the door or in my bed
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20/01/2005