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Crimson flames tied through my 
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ears, rollin' high and mighty traps
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Pounced with fire on flaming 
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roads, using ideas as my maps
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We'll meet on  edges, soon said 
     A               B
I, proud 'neath heated brow


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   Ah but I was so much older then
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   I'm younger than that now


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Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth,
 rip down all hate I scream
Lies that life is black and white, 
spoke from my skull I dreamed
Romantic flanks of musketeers, 
foundation deep somehow

   Ah but I was so much older...

In a soldier's stance I aimed my 
hand at the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy
 in the instant that I preach
My pathway led to confusion boats, 
mutiny from stern to bow

   Ah but I was so much older...


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[ E  C#  G#  A  B ]

[ C#   G#   A   B ]


   Ah but I was so much older...

Yes my guards stood hard when 
abstract threats too nobel to 
neglect
Deceived me into thinking I had 
something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms 
quite clear, no doubt, somehow