Mindala Jinka - Remastered

Our fellow walks alone
 Through your lands and your ears
 He was born to do so so like no one would interfere
 Fellow being made of hands flesh and wood
 Though he needs people to swarm around and
 Every time he would make his cord swing
 Deep inside his heart and nostrum fellow
 Isn't someone you can even stop walking
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 I'm walking and feeling those scratch in my dreams
 I fight against this sweet disease
 I need I feed I love and breed
 And spread it all over again
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 You're dancing for your star
 It shines above your eyes
 Hoping the lights would spread
 And brake the gates of your devoted mind
 For it to bring you out of this world around
 But your sweet mother first fellow,
 You have to bring her down
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 You're dancing through my spine
 It's made of gold and silver
 The men behind the line
 Will offer your some slavers of so many lies
 Hidden behind the trees
 Then you'll be walking through that desert
 Feed up your disease
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 I'm walking and feeling those scratch in my dreams
 I fight against this sweet disease
 I need I feed I love and breed
 And press until the stress grows mean
 I'm walking feeling they scratch my dreams
 I fight against this sweet disease
 I need I feed I love and breed though
 And just spread it all over again, hey low
 And spread it all over again, say no
 away oh low low
 And spread it all over again
 
 Yeah baby
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 You're dancing like a cat
 And wiggling like a snake
 No one can bring you down
 No one will ever brake your neck
 'Cause underneath this pure stainless skin
 Lives a humble monkey with the heart of a king