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Duex Mille Dix.
I know this guy, with his hazel green eyes
Most of the time, what I say is a lie.
I can't believe, that you don't believe
But I don't believe, in much.
Your loss of dignity is my cup of tea
you say your shit don't stink
Well I don't agree, with much.
I see the sky, the clouds roll on by
You say goodbye, while I start to cry
I know you tried
Your memory won't die.
Not in my hands.
