boom
my voice says make room
may the hand combat the
Then, (Ida?) break the spell of change,
And so to duly
I knew the shredder
when he used to hang at the
you got a right to have your doubts
with a soul
let's take the beam of light, but purely for example
it's
Hear it like a pounce upon a peak, oh
Look at
This is a note, to self situation
A microphone test or
Sing it over we are older now
And the hills are
this sturdy ramp is made of gold
with all our weight
Don’t fight the day
Don’t blame the way
Don’t kill your laughing
Fall
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