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You're an acrobat,
playing with my heart in the tight rope,
in the backbeat of my beat
your cigar is killing my hope.

You make me feel like an ashtray
that ash grey
that reminds me my calm is over,
i thought you'll be my solver
but you're a rule breaker
so I deny to obey
what my murderer acrobat has to say.

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