Everything's small, everything grows, everyone is what he knows.
Some will raise it and others will shoot it, why are manuals not included.
Some will raise it and others will shoot it, why are manuals not included.
I think you're wrong, I think you're wrong, for much too long, I think you're wrong.
Picture yourself as who you are not, and you live for just one shot.
Souls turn into food, I think it's strange. Great lifetimes are paid with small change.
I think you're wrong, I think you're wrong, for much too long, I think you're wrong.
If there's a god, why does he hate, everything they ever made.
If this is all I plan to keep, why does he make it look cheap.
I think you're wrong, I think you're wrong, for much too long, I think you're wrong.
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