The Wicked Ones

We were all alone
In a place that we called home
A small oasis from the world
Where we had all we'd need
We told them to leave
And watch the door
On their way out

I stay far away
From the wicked ones
Those dirty tricks
They say are all in good fun
It's all in good fun
Seven years reflected
In the shattered glass
Distorted images
Of what's to come
Of what's to come

The mirror on the wall
Shattered with the fall
And left us
Seven years bad luck
A long long time ago
They told us how it ends
But history repeats itself
Again Again Again

I stay far away
From the wicked ones
Those dirty tricks
They say are all in good fun
It's all in good fun
Seven years reflected
In the shattered glass
Distorted images
Of what's to come
Of what's to come



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Rado
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