| ^/dev/panrandom: Bu da dahil tüm genellemeler yanlıştır -Nietzsche -- |
 ... Hate, something, sometime, someway, something kick off the floor for... Mine? Something, inside. I'll never ever follow. So give.. me.. some.. thing.. that.. is.. for.. real. I'll never ever follow. Get your boogie on... Get your boogie on... Hate, something, someway, each day, feeling ripped off again. no. Why? This shit inside. Now everyone will follow. So give.. me.. noth.. ing.. just.. feel. And now this shit will follow. God paged me, you'll never see the light, who wants to see? God told me, I've already got the life, oh I say... God paged me, you'll never see the light , who wants to see? God told me, I've already got the life, oh I say... Each day I can feel it swallow, inside something they took from me. I don't feel your deathly ways. Each day i feel so hollow, inside I was beating me, You will never see, so come dance with me. Dance with me Rumbiddieboo Rum bum dee dum dee bum diddie doo ME! God paged me, you'll never see the light, who wants to see? God told me, I've already got the life, oh I say... God paged me, you'll never see the light, who wants to see? God told me, I've already got the life, oh I say... Got the life... Got... the... life.
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