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Bladder

I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song I'm twenty-two now but I won't be for long Time hurries on And the leaves that are green turn to brown

Wild leaves are falling Falling to the ground Every leaf a moment A light upon the crown That we'll all be wearing In a time unbound And wild leaves

When everybody dies around you, from someone else's gun It really makes you stop and think about the years to come Something good had to happen to the

We are climbing, Jacob's ladder We are climbing, Jacob's ladder We are climbing, Jacob's ladder Yeah, we're brothers, sisters, all Every rung goes higher

battle The storm of the blades Choosing the legenda The heroic names Out from the shadows to fierce them all To carry the signs of the warlord Blood on your axe Blood on your blade

my Spanish niggas love us We movin' like rush ya, bone crush ya at the flick, stick to usher Broke niggas, spot 'em like Cascade in the street Masquerade, Faster Blade

comes that glistening light It goes into your side Blackness comes, tonight's the night Blade is gonna ride 'Cause you're under the blade, ohh You're under the blade

There is unrest in the forest There is trouble with the trees For the maples want more sunlight And the oaks ignore their pleas The trouble with the

"Had a bad childhood? We can fix it. Re-sculpt your memory, shorten your perception of. Why not?" "Oh my God!" Feeling like a ??? Severing from this