Everywhere's a strange world behind the shiny ball.
Praising the mindless outer like i dunno falling knees.
And hiding from the inner like give me a dollar or give me a call.
Listen ye'all the choosy cat doll and the racist troll.
Mr Ball Gates or your tongue pants.
Glory deal hooker or porcupine rants.
Look the cup of illusion is broken and the soul is spilled.
Tonight will never come again believe the word be healed.
Praising the mindless outer like i dunno falling knees.
And hiding from the inner like give me a dollar or give me a call.
Listen ye'all the choosy cat doll and the racist troll.
Mr Ball Gates or your tongue pants.
Glory deal hooker or porcupine rants.
Look the cup of illusion is broken and the soul is spilled.
Tonight will never come again believe the word be healed.
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