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I have no visual. no wait. wait a minute i see. Jesus Christ It's Huge!. Wait slow down ad wait for backup. i gotta get a closer look. I repeat wait for. backup. i gotta get a closer look. No
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my veins. I do what it takes. Always had a fear of being typical. Looking at my body feeling miserable. Always hanging on to the visual. I wanna be invisible. Looking at my years like a martyrdom
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way you're not. Typical, usual, superficial visual. Just the way you are. You're perfect. The funny little style you dance. The silly way you pose to photographs. It doesn't matter what they say. Cuz
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Jupiter, memories we shall fulfill. Just to view a brighter day and do a righteous will. Watching and considering my visual state of mind. The flower fragrance help reveal to me the sign. The sign of love
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intelligence bound for the underground. We burrow deep down I originate like the word 'Individual'. Visual, visionary I vary. And all for see my eye view. Multiply through the big bad city. With a human
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Jupiter, memories we shall fulfill. Just to view a brighter day and do a righteous will. Watching and considering my visual state of mind. The flower fragrance help reveal to me the sign. The sign of love
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proceed. He enters my bloodstream. With a crew in a capsule. He takes the wheel. With hands that were made to heal. . As he approaches the death star. We lose visual contact. And that's when my
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faces that ask Tonight I'm cracking, I'm murder acting. Foot lit the visual of my lines. I'll smoke and drink it, I'll eat and think it. Miserable the murder plot unwinds
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dangerous. Da-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra, dancing on dangerous, on dangerous. Verse 2 Sean Paul. Two individual a send subliminal. All damn night I can see you, see me gyal. And you know seh you inna my visual. You give
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changes through the years. Let's hope you never leave old friend. Like all good things on you we depend. So stick around cos we might miss you. When we grow tired of all this visual. You had your time, you
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might miss you. When we grow tired of all this visual. You had your time you had the power. Youve yet to have your finest hour. Radio. . All we hear is radio ga ga. Radio goo goo. Radio ga ga
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of the nasal passages With evidence of extreme laceration. Of inner membrane and mucus ducts. Symptoms of withdrawal obvious together with complaints. Complaints of visual hallucinations and extreme
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might miss you. When we grow tired of all this visual. You had your time you had the power. Youve yet to have your finest hour. Radio. . All we hear is radio ga ga. Radio goo goo. Radio ga ga
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head to toe, lil mama's visual medicine you should see. This shawty's hotter than the third degree. . Chorus. . Wait a minute. Strike a pose. Take a picture (click). And girl I gotta know your
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might miss you. When we grow tired of all this visual. You had your time you had the power. Youve yet to have your finest hour. Radio. . All we hear is radio ga ga. Radio goo goo. Radio ga ga
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of the nasal passages With evidence of extreme laceration. Of inner membrane and mucus ducts. Symptoms of withdrawal obvious together with complaints. Complaints of visual hallucinations and extreme
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might miss you. When we grow tired of all this visual. You had your time you had the power. Youve yet to have your finest hour. Radio. . All we hear is radio ga ga. Radio goo goo. Radio ga ga
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. He got me saying, 'Damn my man knows what he's doing'. The mirrors, the mirrors. Up on the ceiling got things so visual, so visual. Babe, I ain't never felt so right, yeah. He comes again, my body
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. He got me saying, 'Damn my man knows what he's doing'. The mirrors, the mirrors. Up on the ceiling got things so visual, so visual. Babe, I ain't never felt so right, yeah. He comes again, my body
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rock and roll. That future flow. That digital spit. Next level visual *. I got that boom boom pow. How the beat bang, boom boom pow. I like that boom boom pow. Them chickens jackin' my style. They try
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typical. Looking at my body, feeling miserable. Always hanging on to the visual. I wanna be invisible. Looking at my years like a martyrdom. Everybody needs to be a part of 'em. Never be enough, I'm the
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!. We're havin' a party!. We're havin' a party!. Phineas And now help us in welcoming a very special guest and the visual metaphor for the carefree days of summer, Perry the Platypus!. (Crowd cheers, then
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Transexual, Transylvania. Let me show you around. Maybe play you a sound. You look like you're both pretty groovy. Or if you want something visual. That's not too abysmal. We could take in an old Steeve Reeves