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For four fortnights |
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I have fled from my fortress |
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Foraging forests five footsteps in length |
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Fortitude found within 40oz bottles |
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Flowing like flies from your face |
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From your face! |
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My neighborhood is been filled brim with black cats |
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And when I go driving they walk in my path |
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All the time |
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Every time |
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la la la la la la la la la la |
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First we are babies |
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We're birthing and dying |
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And then we are children |
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We're playing and crying |
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And then we're teenagers |
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And smoking and fucking |
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But now we're all grown-up |
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And we're sadly sighing |
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And liking malarking |
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And licking our wounds |
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We've created by lusting |
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And lying, to ourselves |
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And to others |
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We're sadly sighing |
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We're sadly sighing |
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We're sadly sighing |
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We're sadly sighing |
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And I'd like to be, a big ball of meat |
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That bees can buzz all around and eat |
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when I die |
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So that I might be granted |
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One sense of purpose |
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