
A kind of magic
One dream, one soul One prize, one goal One golden glance of what should be It’s a kind of magic
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One dream, one soul One prize, one goal One golden glance of what should be It’s a kind of magic
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E studiavamo chiusi in una stanza La luce fioca di candele e lampade a petrolio E quando si trattava di
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Everyday I fight a war against the mirror I can’t take the person starin’ back at me I’m a hazard
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What’s there? (I may be paranoid, but not an android) What’s there? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
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