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What's it like eating that lunch?
Feasting on that wrecking ball
So, you've got some roles to reverse and some polaroids to bake into your mold
It all functions on the same timekeep
Just like we breed
Below the radar
Under that fucker
This is your testament
Some things don't get fixed
No, team, they don't
You'd rather choke on the sawdust of the 'would's'
Listen up, glory faders
Listen
This will be the seamripper of all your credit fetish