Temp
This is the tempature
of what we live like today
feeling the distcomf
ort
and feeling the pain
oh I feel so strange
rearrange the letters
and believe in faith
live life to others
my hand is hurting
my head is burning
red and emplaned
without the power
old cold and resold
to an upscale lady
she’s so crazy
dazed amazing
to an upscale lady
she’s so lazy
annoyed crazy
dazed and amazed
phased crazed
raised to the master
confused
well what’s look happenvulcans
and preachers taught by all the teachers
ears so wide
theyyy do not hear us
we maintain the eruption
pyramid then
leaves and receded
in a cavern
of perception
sign the fare lady
and leave time for major interruption
counterfeit production
set the basic election
to the peaches another day
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