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We're on the the path of the pure... On a rollercoaster ride for sure... We're so stong and ready to endure... All the prejudice and thoes we'll ignore...
You ain’t never lie about me.. call it how you want it. Speciality drinks is what deserves me. All that rich shit comes within life within imagination. All the cars of society to picture it like you made it.
I had a note that I wrote That started off as an anecdote But I left it in my coat And I gave it to a boy so eager and cold But he didn’t know how to float  
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