Thin decemberair is like the dry ice smoke
you'll come to your senses or inhale and choke
My IQ allows me to brush you aside
you're zeros and ones, you're wrong where I'm right
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Now,the tyrant is dead and is lady is free
I' am going ahead with the reinvention of me
Now the king lies here dead, now the kings lies here dead
it's not as wet as the rain or
as cold as the snow
it drives him in hard to the sane and the simple soul
I take a charge at my chance
you know how it is Let go of my hand
you know how it is
Chorus:
And my IQ allows me to brush you aside
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