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Could you think of a better way |
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To be even scaring the sky away |
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And making me a part of this |
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Corner of meaningless darkness |
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Of course you could but i'd rather be |
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What i strive along for just to be |
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You love your country, love the strife |
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Relieve your cock on your beloved wife |
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But i'm playing a different tune |
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Cause i'm moving to the moon |
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But i'm not prepared to go against you |
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And fly and jump in your corruption stoop |
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And since while i'm around |
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I've got a few things to do |
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So i live on the mountain rock |
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And move along cuz you're just |
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Dancing like a fish and i judge a cold |
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I can't imagine your wife using that to swallow. |
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But you see i'm gonna cum down a feminine's throat |
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In the surrealistic pain and wearing a coat |
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So i have space that you can't trace to carry my love |
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And you just have waste |
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And you just have waste... |
