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Never mind all the riddles, we're all sick the same |
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Bled dry and beaten but still quick to blame |
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All the marks, all the nicks on all the ragged excuses |
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Never mind all the railing, they'll all get their own |
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Shot down and plundered, shipped out and sold |
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For all the marks, all the nicks by all the pessimistic tricks |
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We are here and time is relevant to mainline every worthy element. |
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Never mind all the riddles, we're all sick the same |
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Bled dry and beaten for there ain't no shame |
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In taking hits, cuts or nicks as long as there's no excuses |
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We are here and time is relevant to mainline every worthy element |
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Or are we emptiness? |
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Are we dead to this? |
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When will it all end? |
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May we cure the catalyst? |
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Are we emptiness? |
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Are we dead to this? |
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We are here and time is relevant to mainline every worthy element now |
