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Gore, gore, I need that more.
She's a whore, I'm the bore.
Infect a sore, just like folklore.
Well, now, God.
I need the answers, God.
Off from a monument I'm seeing heat.
Waves make more meat to feast, eat.
To feast, to eat.
Light like a goddamn fire.
Is ducttape a good solute?
Well, oh dear, my God.
I could really love some answers.
Walking through glass, human stock market.
Too many to fear,
Wisdom is abysmal, man.
No one really loves,
They loath my gloves.
Clap clap.
Don't trip our trap.
She's a whore, I'm the bore.
Infect a sore, just like folklore.
Well, now, God.
I need the answers, God.
Off from a monument I'm seeing heat.
Waves make more meat to feast, eat.
To feast, to eat.
Light like a goddamn fire.
Is ducttape a good solute?
Well, oh dear, my God.
I could really love some answers.
Walking through glass, human stock market.
Too many to fear,
Wisdom is abysmal, man.
No one really loves,
They loath my gloves.
Clap clap.
Don't trip our trap.
It's not really about God, per say.
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