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Theres no sensation here, r*tarded and green. Scr*ping at the window, so raw and
unclean. Theres a resurrection avoiding the youth. Emergency ingestion inevitable.
And I know that you are the one that will guide us toward our home.
Home? Home. Guess whos coming home?
Collapse upon a heap of desires. Now heres a presentation for the crippled to admire.
Avoid your obligations, well sever your tone. Pragmatic and demented, we sigh for your
moan. Anemic indigestion, its not soaking in. Were waiting for the signal of your starlit
grin. And I know that you are the one that will guide us toward our home.
Home? Home. Guess whos coming home?
Collapse upon a heap of desires. Now heres a presentation for the crippled to admire.