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i detest, i detect a sense of recklessness set out to get your mind wrecked, sell your sleep, the dream police, there’s the window throw out the tv what we meant, is money spent on some circumsized men they’re extorting the rent soulless clone, in their work, change your thoughts with a pill to swallow the old days are when we had fun it’s a crime, to live a life, of embarrassing times and to still get a fine never sleep, the mind police, are posting rants worth nobodys dollar this is it, we all quit, our self worth is out the door and we don’t get a tip calm your mind, live the dream, tell your friends get them to follow the old days are when we had fun the good times will bring everyone society’s broken, pissed and left alone, still I won’t work for the pay, i detest detect, a sense of recklessness and we’re out to get wrecked sold our sleep dream police, there’s your wallet take out your money what we need our gaurantees, that we earn enough to get our tattoos and gold teeth take a boat, to morrocco, drink enough to endure bravado the old days are when we had, fun all night, through the day the good times did bring everyone

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from Circle of Gods part 1, released April 14, 2017

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