«Even with the heart of terror and the superstitious wearer I am riding all alone, I am writing all alone Even in my best condition, counting all the superstition I am riding all alone, I am running all alone (...) Even with the rest belated, everything is antiquated Are you writing from the heart? Are you writing from the heart? Even in his heart the Devil has to know the water level Are you writing from the heart? Are you writing from the heart?»
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