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You make all confused
'coz different faces you use
Sometimes ferocious like a tiger
Sometimes spread your web like a spider
You come with a bouquet
But carry a gun in your pocket
I can't understand you
the real man within you
The curtain which you keep
Is just to hurt others so deep
What you gain giving all this pain
But remember soon you will be in chain
You won't win this game
Soon you will lose all the fame
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