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the circle. What are we looking at? Rumors and rumors and rumors. Rumors and rumors and rumors. Wash out the lie to save depression. Rumors and rumors and

lived. Beyond this world is what is always breathing, Beyond this world is worth dying for. I remember what you used to claim, You can't bury conviction with

television tells me to panic, but I don't think I'll listen. The apathetic force us to persevere. The apathetic, with their backwards priorities. If only

an inception, regret is a beginning Miles and miles of wires build the apparatus. But don't mistake power lines for shelter. I forgot and it will more

of such elements. If only. With great horror, I admit that we all live off the lust and misfortune of others. All live off the lust and misfortune of

and stare into the circle. What are we looking at? Rumors and rumors and rumors. Rumors and rumors and rumors. Wash out the lie to save depression. Rumors and

Fall to your knees (accomplishing nothing) fall to your knees only to exercise your schedule abandon calendar what has come with such preaching is loneliness

of vision. Blemishes are warning so simply concentrate and apple pressure And its branches will be broken The city to be punished So many never listen And

I know a ghost, and when doubted his truth reveals incredible vengeance . Vanity is a sepulcher. Do as you please, shame, will follow. Do as you please