The Realists Lyrics by Nad Sylvan
Hope that you may understand
What can books, of men that wive
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Hope that you may understand
What can books, of men that wive
Come, come, come, come to me now
To my lap and sit down
Then as I fade
Fade into black
Gonna conjure up, gonna conjure up a vision
Gonna conjure up, conjure up a prison