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You call it in colors
And she bows to you
An archer, come sparrow
It's a place I can't get to

You're never watching, you're always walking
You never listen, you're always walking

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Old slit-eyes slithers gently
Wish I could feel it behind me
Target practice, trouble shooting
Have trouble shooting in old circles

Never watching, you're always walking
You never listen, you're always walking

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