You've got the dream, better fix it all up
You've got the gift, get the victory up
I hope you live through the chemistry sighs as I, I, I
You've got the hand of a Hollywood guard
I've got the hand of a Hollywood god
I hope you learn all the victory of the nine, nine, nine
Sometimes it doesn't pay to play with rainbows
But I find that fondness makes the heart grow
It makes the heart grow absent
Mace through the place, what a cannonball run
You tear along with the salt of your son
I cannot choose all the paths in reminding you, you, you
Grab hold of me and I'll turn into dust
Flick of the wrist, I'm the one you can't trust
Victory cries through the chemistry spills as I, I, I
Sometimes when you're staring through your window
And I find that fondness makes the heart explode
You book the room as a Vegas account
You clear it all with an undisclosed amount
I follow through when the bleeding gets done as I, I, I
You've got the dream, better fix it all up
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