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Going through these old scr*pbooks it's where the pasts been laid to rest innocence clashes with ambition puts it to the test now it's over and this is where we've arrived most others would just be happy that they'd survived cos they all want it they want it but they just dont get it now cutting through all the late night stoned up talk of being blessed sure life's got complicated but someday babies must be dressed now we've been there and this is where we've arrived most others would just be happy that they'd survived cos they all want it they want it but they just don't get it now get a grip of your true friends collect your conciousness then maybe if you want it you want it you just might get it