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blend the camoflauge of a pure bread among the best we seek as the tyrant blows up the steam we acknowledge to speak as the wave burns down we show none our vow we promise to achieve when were in need entrance to another dimension of euphoria drugged by the cartel of the media as we drift away Into the sunset bless the few and we worshiping our youth and beauty for self worth talents demonized by the rich and top record of placement I.n the cast of popularity and class of character black out the memory so you can forget about your guilt. there. the game isn't even fair anymore
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