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The classic crime
The feeling it's all alright
The fleeting time
While eternity rises
And the truth still hurts sometimes
But what good are dead man's treasures?
And you can keep your fool's gold nighttime
Cause I'll fight for my love forever
It hurts, I know, to just give, to let go
To just fall back into bed
That fated galleons we dread
As the buzzards hover above
As king you ask "What is love?"
The classic crime, the feeling it's all alright
The fleeting time
While eternity rises
And the truth still hurts sometimes
But what good are dead man's treasures?
And you can keep your fool's gold nighttime
Cause I'll fight for my love forever
It hurts, I know
To just give, to let go
To just fall back into bed
That fated galleons we dread
As the buzzards hover above
As king you ask "What is love?"
And the truth still hurts sometimes
But what good are dead man's treasures?
And you can keep your fool's gold nighttime
Cause I'll fight for my love forever