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Balls R Balls
Waterfalls and unicorns and chocalate covered cartoon porn.
Don't wear the clothes Hitler wore. Broken things they fix the torn.
Bitter sugar is the norm, welcome to the coming storm, and all along we are the ones still breathing.
We are the ones they seek the whole day long, this is the music to our song. We were right when even it seemed wrong.
Cant find just where we do belong.
Yeah still we you find we are the ones still breathing.
Broken this is the final scene, the machine thats making believe.
Hidden from what your eyes have seen.
Just how much the broken really fiend, and all along we are the ones still breathing.
Don't wear the clothes Hitler wore. Broken things they fix the torn.
Bitter sugar is the norm, welcome to the coming storm, and all along we are the ones still breathing.
We are the ones they seek the whole day long, this is the music to our song. We were right when even it seemed wrong.
Cant find just where we do belong.
Yeah still we you find we are the ones still breathing.
Broken this is the final scene, the machine thats making believe.
Hidden from what your eyes have seen.
Just how much the broken really fiend, and all along we are the ones still breathing.
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