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Postmadonna
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Shredder
Clung to mom in the store, the t-shirt I had on, I always seemed to wear Better days when 'why' was on my shirt, my tongue, my mind Better days when 'why' was on...
Now I'm studying that glass bead game we designed when time was all for us to take it as a test, if you feel like it
(something like) chess but more intricate Something like waiting for
Freedom from his years of Consideration Who was sold to Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
All of you ought to Give thanks to the latest Paradigm where Those who bother to Take what you started and live it
We honestly came highly regarded at Solving these things Our latest problems from centuries ago Unwritten instructions from A time of nowhere
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