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A bag of apples I'm gonna toss away Do you see my bag? Do you see my bag? It's full of trophies but it's not a bag What do you think about that? What do you think about that? Let it go, my hate is out of stack Draw me, follow me, follow me with your finger I'm so fiery, fiery for your kingdom Keep on burning and burning until I can't show Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Another trophy in my hand Tell me you love too many that I can't even count them I'm gonna cut away, cut away My bag, my bag, my bag, somebody stop me I'm gonna pop off, move with you, my body and mind Cut away, cut away My bag, my bag