Winded through monotone one foot on checkered floor head hung but still watching one dimlit figurine concealed pass it on appeal play along please don’t stop singing cohorts are empty jars concealed pass it on appeal play along meanwhile another scene tracking mud while blood letting we’ve been so proud watch how our star behaves we’ll all roll in our graves sink with every word while all their backs were turned meanwhile our little gem is sleeping with sycophants but now and then we’re joining in tracking mud while blood letting we’ve been so proud
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