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The Police and Sting's, If I ever lose my faith in you....
Then there'll be nothing left to loose ? Her horoscope counting
Stars their terms commas a dot; submit at two-thirty of your afternoon
Make sure you get it right; Halloween's jolly old elf carving his jack-o-lantern
Lifting words from her column while another meltdown this impasse was resolved 
Abraham's Gettysburg address is going to be recited at yesteryear's reinactment 
But nay as yes, nothing changes on New Year's Day us and them ? There is no bloody
Revolution just you with me aside these, Spirits, in a material world; rapping this gangrene
Ring about my finger head over heels I'm losing you and, it's everclear; She's upon your mind
Blue skies sifting their times to testify, whether dazed or confused ? Every forth Thursday
Building his stairway unto heaven while stuffing her birds; where the streets have no names ?
Californication of a global situation; deep space stations nuclear revelations astroid projectiles 
Marked with ten billion more behind their veritgo door ? Child, the lunatic be in your head
Tis what they said; when as lifting curiosity's skirt to take a peek; I just want you to know, who we are.

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