MO1 sings his blues
From the high to
the low
He never blames
himself
He points his
fingers to others
The major
scandals in his life
He doesn’t want
to admit it
He plays up on
his lies
Speak many times
hope it will sink
He forgets he is
the one
He’s going down
the hill
Dragging his
poor soul with him
The lies will
stay with his brain
MO1 sings his
blues
Rasputin stands with
pitiful face
There is no way
out but race
To Bamboo River
stay quiet and forget
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