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Woken up tragically to the strings tied to me 
there just is what is 
my teeth chattered 
it was as if i had seen a ghost 
she read my colors and said my aura was science 
you just go with it 
and use your intuition 
but you gave information 
it was a fleeting moment 
move on 
you're too sensitive 
you're a rebel not a conformist 
what are you doing here you're too materialistic? 
you're on a spiritual path. 

You have to go to believe me 
money will be coming your way 
that bed is my dead sisters. 

Children can see it because they are more pure 
more than adults, is this your first case of Christmas envy? 

Just like 1918, the end of world war one 
Germany walked away happy they had won 
Just like 1914 the beginning of the first world war, 
this had never happened before. 
Just how world war ended in 1945 
and Mussolini betrayed his country by his side 
just like how it started again in 1939 
this had only happened once before, 
and the generation of 1914 will not pass before Armageddon. 

All people do here is work 
and live beyond their means 
i guess its all perspective 
she said the rudest thing to me today, 
and it just makes me sick, 
its only because her mom doesn't come stop and see her when shes in the city, 
i guess she's a hot topic, she says the stupidest things

We know how hard it is for you down there 
shes in a bad mood and wants to fight 
you have to think before you speak 
but on the same token 
she says these things because she wants the reaction 
so you'll push against it 

I think those lamps would look better on the mantel.

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