No rings through the nose, no cries.
No rings through the nose, no cries.
I felt like a race horse in a world without racetracks or a champion college footballer suddenly confronted by Wall Street and a business suit, his days of glory shrunk to a little gold cup on his mantel with a date engraved on it like a date on a tombstone.
Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And eat men like air
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