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Welcome stranger, in
The of innocence was buried again
Carve off
Triumphalism gotta be a curse or worse
It's inherited recurring
Oh God

I have walked, I have swum, I've and I've run
Do you know I mean
I sat with my beer in the EH Drive-In
Do you know what I've

The triumphalist and narcissist are ear
And hip and phone, worshiping their chrome
up, sell off
Some people speak with chainsaw
Some golden arches smile
Some relish others suffering, just run and hide

I dreamed, I have schemed, I have made myself clean
Do you what I mean?
I have sat up and I have strayed got caught up and I
Do you what I've seen?

The story's just the but the ending it can change
He wants to build a it's everlasting in cement
cellular recombinant, he is not lite, he will not die
Carve off

Gonna pick up all the pieces they're from species
With all the goat and all the
And all the human bits and
But he'll you sign the releases, 'Welcome'

In the year of the reign of the citizen
Kane Wilkommen, the is on
a falling down on thou and I