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Waxen ears all these years
I like to look at questioning eyes
because it's so resembling mine
when there's nothing is explained
I can find confidence and strength
amidst the mist in mystic waves
She'll handle that before too late
life is a candle stick with fire
and wax is spilling on the attire
You feel the weight of passed years
I beg please loose your weary chest
evaporate the wax with passion
the drastic rust turn into glossion
because it's so resembling mine
when there's nothing is explained
I can find confidence and strength
amidst the mist in mystic waves
She'll handle that before too late
life is a candle stick with fire
and wax is spilling on the attire
You feel the weight of passed years
I beg please loose your weary chest
evaporate the wax with passion
the drastic rust turn into glossion
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