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MAD CADDIES
we are one in a million we are one and the same like buildings of our generation, they're in our name they'll censor it with a whistle now while back in 1952 the mercy of our mother there is nothing left to do it's only human nature pollutes temptation we have reserved bookings for the fathers of our nation his things gone too far we're entirely described the peeling microwavers and a telescopic eye intimate dimension keeping perfect track of time the rolling mass of thunder on a simulated line we are all one it cant be undone were stuck there no future! if i had my way i would fly far away, where noone else could find me and build a home i could call my very own the way it was supposed to be
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