These are the things I know, these are the thing I pretend to know, these are the things that I’ll never know. As I return to zero the smog will thicken and I will barely breathe. Return to zero, you’ve finally broken free from rising industry. The smog will thicken and you will barely see. If this is what you’d do and this is what you think you’d do then everything you’ve done is not what’s expected of you. But what do they expect from you, oh, what can they expect from you if everything you’ve done is not what they asked of you.
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