Paroles de Copycat
I keep hearing what was said long beforeSynchronized mouths a copy of dim light
Is what remained
The worst has still to come,
But you don't know and you never will
No gods, no masters
Your revolution is not much more
Than a piece of paper
Tell me whom are you fooling
Don't expect me to strife on your side
No progression made
Your revolution is not much more
Than a piece of paper
Tell me whom are you fooling
Don't expect me to strife on your side
No progression made
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