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will not have random synapse in your brain housing group! ?. Is that clear?. Sir, yes, Sir!. If I give the word, you will move!. If I do not give the word, you will not carry on random thoughts, is that
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Hollow, my ancestors have access. Hollow, I'm falling down the abyss. Hollow, looking for some answers Generations of mothers sailing in. Somehow they all were ship folks. Hollow, the ground is
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want it to end. If I had my way I would never leave. Keep building these random memories. Turning our days into melodies. But since I can’t stay. I’ll just keep playing back. These fragments of time
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anyway moving on from this random *. I'll slit you then throw you in a pit. Bruv, you think your white, you think your black. Well, let me tell you this, you just won wack
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more to this life. Than a random kiss There's more to this story. There's more to this story. There's more to this story. Than a beginning or end Tula, Tula. Tula, Tula. ---. "Tula" as written by
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. . In the dark she sat and wait. For her steady random date. Reflecting back to a time. When eager boys would stand in line. She likes Burt in White Lightning. He's standin' tall at 5 foot 4
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out of three. of the makings of me unpatience. waiting to find my theme. for these scenes. unpatience. waiting to find my theme. for these random scenes its a script conspired for comfort
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entertainment presents. It's Ludacris's Greatest hits done by "Random white people". . (in a shakey voice) Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah. . Come on (what is it?) oh give it to me now, give it to me now,. Give it
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Such a rush, that girl. She knows how to please. I wanna touch that girl she's a luxury. I get my- dance till I catch that eye. I won't stop till I access that dry. Hang a perfect picture of what we
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hard working security guards. Cuz the numbers are wearing off. My plastic access cards. How can I begin to say. I feel better off when we stay. In Paris on winter nights. Beneath the snowy veil. Content
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. Would you really like to know Kansas city milkman? I read the papers, every word. My only access to the outside world. Yeah, survival, that's my game. Just a common man, in that there is no shame, is
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You need your stars, even killers have prestige. Access to a living you will not see. 24 boredom, I'm convicted instantly. Gorgeous poverty of created needs. . Slash and burn. Kill to live
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You need your stars, even killers have prestige. Access to a living you will not see. 24 boredom, I'm convicted instantly. Gorgeous poverty of created needs. . Slash and burn. Kill to live
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You need your stars, even killers have prestige. Access to a living you will not see. 24 boredom, I'm convicted instantly. Gorgeous poverty of created needs. . Slash and burn. Kill to live
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she gonna take this time. Right now tell me who's she gonna claim. . Loving is the face of Jesus. Smiling is the Mona Lisa. To penetrate the diamond. The pituatary gland gets torn off it's access
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truth in your hands. Would you really like to know. Kansas city milkman. . I read the papers. Every word. My only access. To the outside world. Yeah. Survival. That's my game. Just a common man
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So cruel and lonesome. Another day I could survive. Do I need access to happiness. A plastic head of it's own. You fought my demons. Showed me how to carry on. But now when love is gone how can
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. all look the same. they came from a single test-tube. aren't you amazed? the door with "restricted access". is not for your eyes. but you can believe me,. we've got nothing to hide don't you think
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it low key. Well, I'm no a psychic,. But I hope that you like it. Here it goes now,. Don't make me nervous. 'Cause all I got's a few random verses. I hope it gets you under the surface. I tried my best
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What I've kept with me. And what I've thrown away. Don't know where the hell I've ended up. On this glary, random day. Were the things I really cared about. Just left along the way. For being