Summon everything you’ve got
All your forces under the sun
Put the
Oh yeah
Oh yeah-eh-eh
The sweetest stuff, you give to me
It makes
Greed is the killer
And green is the colour you desire
Aggression
Tell my head to stop messing around
Cause I couldnt
Hey son there seems to be some confusion this ain't
Your waiting boy, waitin for no man, get yourself a
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