old

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we'll become old

lay down on a bed

everything'll be sold.

A woman in red,

comes and kisses you,

"don't worry" she said.

Then comes a man in blu,

man in suit and tie,

and talk about angels

in that moment we'll cry,

and he'll cut you cables.

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