Three thousand
These new puritans
Wear fun death-suit
Tropical design
Blade grammar to the death
Everybody run
Tropical design
Blade grammar to the death
Everybody run
Some hearts bleed
So do these
Some sounds can put tides in seas
Three thousand thoughts in our minds,
That's when we slice in through time.
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