The stranger sits with golden eyes Transfixed upon the screen above Behind the air of his repose He wonders if they're caught his love Sticked and stoned he was Sticked and stoned Sticked and stoned he was Sticked and stoned She waved goodbye a hunded years And nothing now could hurt him He only knew the fear of loving Something that's uncertain Sticked and stoned he was Sticked and stoned Sticked and stoned he was Sticked and stoned He likes to keep his crystal cup In case of a surprise attack When you don't know your enemy It's wiser not to turn your back Sticked and stoned he was Sticked and stoned Sticked and stoned he was Sticked and stoned
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