Just lean, it's anyone’s call
That is the word of the guy who was hated
By the god of failure
Just lean

No one here is thinking that hard
Death is king now, man hunted to waste life's grace
It is a fool who hides
Because everyone is his eyes and ears

The outlaw - no age can judge him
Truth is always born in the mind
If the thick book had shown him the right path
Wouldn't have ripped it up

Just lean, it’s anyone's call
That is the word of the guy who was hated
By the god of failure
Just lean, it's anyone's call
That is the word of the guy who followed the heart
Without fortune

He'll come, he'll come
For the truth came cloaked in fear
He'll come, he'll come
Before those who want him gone
Wild card, wild card
The words of a man who never fails
Just lean

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