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Conceiving nothing A precious life with bad intentions At first it had to breathe
Evolved to gasoline A strictly diesel-minded soul proves to Grow and steal When you try to make us fall, you're starting the machine Grow and steal Starting the machine with my scars You try to direct my sight
Involving something A greedy world with biased minds
A past repeats itself
We vent until it swells A strictly diesel-minded soul proves to Grow and steal When you try to make us fall, you're starting the machine Grow and steal Starting the machine with my scars You try to direct my sight Grow and steal When you try to make us fall, you're starting the machine Grow and steal Starting the machine with my scars You try to direct my sight
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