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King of Spades
You have to believe me to make this reality
You have to take a step back
And organize all of your flaws
Into a tangible mess
You have to be willing to crumble
At any given moment
Like a crashing wave
And retreat back into the sea
A wiser man
You have to believe in me this time
Because nobody understands you
Like I don't
They see you in spades
And forget what it's like to taste glory
They waste hours in quiet discontent
And we are the types to make noise
For the sake of your sanity
For the sake of reinvention
Take my advice
And retreat back into the sea
A wiser man
A wiser man than I
You have to take a step back
And organize all of your flaws
Into a tangible mess
You have to be willing to crumble
At any given moment
Like a crashing wave
And retreat back into the sea
A wiser man
You have to believe in me this time
Because nobody understands you
Like I don't
They see you in spades
And forget what it's like to taste glory
They waste hours in quiet discontent
And we are the types to make noise
For the sake of your sanity
For the sake of reinvention
Take my advice
And retreat back into the sea
A wiser man
A wiser man than I
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