Is
there a voodoo in the corridor?
Everything
throwing at the man
He
still walks free as if nothing happens
He
can even dish out advice
How
high he want to fly?
There
must be a change
Too
much baggage in soul
He
will fall in time
Is
there a voodoo in the corridor?
The
pilot seems to fly high
Laughing
at the fools in the valley
“Don't
you know what I do?”
“I
am not running away
I
want to take as much as I can
You
listen to my advice
Take
my crumbs and stay calm”
But
he forgets the power of the drums
The
ringing in his ears he should wake up
We
aren't the fools as you may think we are
We
will bide for our times to shoot you down
But
now is there a voodoo in the corridor?
Everything
throwing at the man
He
still walks free as if nothing happens
“Don't
you know what I do?”
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