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rastafari day
he sang by the rastamans
deception on deception
and deception still on me

distances
measure states
fortunes
measure distances

the city is foggy, beckons
we can easily find a reason
will deceive me again
nerves are tired

you
ask me for anything
my grievances have nothing to do with it
kiss me hot

i just wandered
when the whole city was walking
and the wind was joking

I was just walking
when the whole city was joking
and the wind wandered

i was just joking
when the whole city wandered
and the wind was blowing

rastafari day
he sang by the rastamans
deception on deception
and deception still on me

distances
measure states
fortunes
measure distances