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It's raining birds |
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Seagulls, nightingales |
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They don't sing, they stink |
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Feathers glow in the dark |
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Black clouds thicken |
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Your shutters won't help |
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No one to answer your prayers |
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Lord of Flies sends his regards |
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What doesn't kill you makes you strive for death |
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What doesn't wound you makes you cut your wrists |
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Fear not the sickness that harms your body |
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This one will leave you in perfect shape |
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This is the virus that kills illusions |
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Fatal disease that opens the open cage |
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Be careful what you wish for |
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Pitiful knowledge junkies |
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Be careful what you pray for |
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Your sheep chasing the slaughter |
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You would have never thrown the dice |
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If you had learnt the rules before |
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But once you've started the game |
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Don't leave the table |
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Don't go home |
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Because |
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There is no home |
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The war is on |
