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Pill
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60 Sec.
And I call it the formula of moderate response
The carelessness of convenience
- a social tool-
as it is in its present situation.
My body congealed and dripping off of my major monuments,
my body congealed and sticking to your fingertips,
despite being tied to the wire with a lack of relation.
Who knows? No one cares, but it happened.
It's the dance that all the kids have been talking about.
We call this dance mass hysteria:
put your hands behind my neck
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- press swiftly -
to promote someone else's revolution
under the guise of my appearance.
Reading warfare strategies in my travel magazines;
maybe when the conflict's over we should vacation there?
All those things that make you bad?
Who knows? No one cares, but it happened.
Contemporary colonialism -
What a pretty thing I can buy for myself.
Doing our part with minimal effort.
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