The Most Serene Republic - Threehead

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Bless you all who made laughter

Labs creation in head

Thanks to those who wrote novel

Efflorescence from the dead



Troubled is creator

Whose mind is always dancing



Dance, your forehead

Dance, your forehead, forehead sweats

Numbers one to

Numbers one to six does not exist



Dance, your forehead

Dance, your forehead, forehead sweats

Numbers one to

Numbers one to six does not exist



Goodness, me the painter

Every view a light

Hugs goes to the steeple

Efflorescence from the life



Dance, your forehead

Dance, your forehead, forehead sweats

Numbers one to

Numbers one to six does not exist



Dance, your forehead

Dance, your forehead, forehead sweats

Numbers one to

Numbers one to six does not exist



I know the way to life

Past the twenty-seventh birth date

Your theories are crazy, brings nothing but maybes

Your problems are building, twenty floors said and counting



Yes, but you know not of the mind you speak

My strength rises in dreams and in life, grows weak

The artist, the raper, the candlestick maker

Myself and I, put dreams to life



The artist, the raper, the candlestick maker

Myself and I, put dreams to life

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