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I think I’m letting go of the words I never said. Until I get there, I don’t wanna care so get outta my head. The show goes on in one of two ways. I’m coming up while they’re coming down from MDMA. I hear the state run radio and try to break the chains. Wearing all black everything I never forget you or your pain. That was then, but now I’m beamin’ when I walk around. The clouds made their rounds but now the sun is shining down.
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