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 Your sword’s grown old and 
 Burnt  the rising sun
 It’s locked  like a trophy
 Forgetting all the things  done
 
  though it’s been a long time
 You’re right back  you started from
 I see it in  eyes
 That now you’re  up the gun
 
 When I was 
  had wrists like steel
  I felt complete
 
 And now my  fades
 Behind a  charade
 And I’m obsolete
 
 But if the chance 
  see those better days
 I’d cut the cannons 
 
 My ears are  to bits
 From all  rifle hits
 But I still crave  sound
 
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 I heard  play guitar
 Down at a seedy 
 Where skinheads used  fight
 
 Your Tokugawa smile
  your garbage style
 Used  save the night
 
 You felt  coming wave
 Told me we’d all  brave
 You said you  flinch
 
 But in the  that passed
 Since I saw  last
 You haven’t moved an 
 
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 I  you shine in your way
 Go on, go on, go 
 
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