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If the police come and tromp the state Reflect something of course you descend And there's a strait crisis and maley And gradually arodes world technology
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: I am forever is what he said Lost in a dream he never had Doors bust open doors slam shut The key to change is time He said, my dear mother I let you
: I can tell you how it'll go down But only you can tell me how it'll end All systems just stop right here Why do we always pretend? So many things can
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: On the cusp of an explosion I answer with evil that's the way that I play it Street Turks multiple confusions I gnash spit I grind my teeth Got a gun
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