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No I don't lack ambition
Can't you see what I hate
That it's you who is sicking
Locked behind iron gates
You should know
You're falling into fiction
I can tell
You're on some foolish mission
You're black eyed soul
You should know
That there's nowhere else to go
My black eyed boy
You will find
Your own space and time
You call me superstitious
Tie me up with your deceit
I could never be malicious
Though I seem so bittersweet
You should know
You're falling into fiction
I can tell
You're on some foolish mission
