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Strike me With my and mind synchronised Let the wicked fall into the of the insects I pursue my way unharmed for one Hippos are sensitive to From my hearing can hear rocks below us also Elephants pick up my Yes Oh, yes
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The reason I sleep at night The thoughts of room as me and you Justify the whole and all I can't chords on tape
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Thank you for you for Vietnam
Right, on, this is [] the fucking Sing here, on Get fucking pages sorted out for boys and girls on
Thank you for
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Thank you for you for Vietnam
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