To fill the day with an effigy of you, while Earth’s cigarette is freshly lit in the modern times, the modern times.

A montage of you turning around, turning around, turning around. (x2)

I refuse to believe my images will never achieve their stark affirmations.

Where can I go next? With you with my battle win, while Earth’s cigarette is down, is down to the filter and demands.
In the modern times.

A montage of you turning around, turning around, turning around. (x2)

Where can I go next? With you with my battle win, while Earth’s cigarette is down, is down to the filter and demands.

Num, num, num, like the trees we are, and the thoughts we have are just lots of bark.


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