There's so many rules to follow. Sheep play their war game. In the literal black cloud. And in your perspiration it absorbs. A cycle as old as life is long. Everyone has always agreed. You breathe in the filth. And in you it absorbs. You breathe in the filth. And in you it absorbs. There's so many rules to follow. Sheep play their war game. In the literal black cloud.
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