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Got scare, grew up in the car, creating trouble
I'd give up, I and I called kriegちorg Over paints get lost
So much trouble, fell in pain, witness the star with every gaze
Through the crackle, through the streets, a story waiting to unfold
Traps to see a home, a little star to take hold
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