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Textes et Paroles de Sir Lancelot





Sir Lancelot believes in magic and fairy castles of sand.
And after awhile things get frantic and he gets manic inside.
You will find out much later than sooner, uncertainty dusting your trails.
Sir Lancelot, you must be leaving. You're chasing your own tail.

Are you scared? I know you are.

I'll bet you run till you cannot go on.
Fight till you bleed.
Bleed till you win.
Win till you lose.
Lose till you cry.
Cry when you see what you've really turned out to be.

Sir Lancelot, the race is over. The race is over. Go home.
You're sitting on a fence. Your making a mess of people you know.
You will find out much later than sooner, uncertainty dusting your trails.
Sir Lancelot, you must be leaving. You're chasing your own tail.

Are you scared? I know you are.

I'll bet you run till you cannot go on.
Fight till you bleed.
Bleed till you win.
Win till you lose.
Lose till you cry.
Cry when you see what you've really turned out to be.

I could shed a tear for you; the only problem is I've already met a numerous set of people like you.

Sir Lancelot, the race is over. The race is over. Go home.
You're sitting on a fence and making a mess of people you know.
You will find out much later than sooner, uncertainty dusting your trails.
Sir Lancelot, you must be leaving. You're chasing your own tail.

Are you scared? I know you are.

I'll bet you run till you cannot go on.
Fight till you bleed.
Bleed till you win.
Win till you lose.
Lose till you cry.
Cry when you see what you've really turned out to be.

I could shed a tear for you; the only problem is I've already met a numerous set of people like you.


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