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Sep 2010
Rain or fire, bring it all
These thoughts they come
These thoughts they call
If the message is bad, then leave it be
If the message is bad, sounds good to me.

Rain or fire, bring the crowd
We'll drown your sorrows
Burn your dreams
And run around
With Freedom.
Written by
seBi
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