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Mind full of strife
I'm a zombie for life! Good god what do I do I'd go to my priest But I ate his brains and intestines too!
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And I would see people starving in the streets Have they any idea how lucky they are? And would turn to one and touch his shoulder Friend, do you know where you are? You're in the heart of a dream! Twist it my way and I'll form you a new line |
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