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Only I Believe verses end comas,
At least the vanity moments,
Even in the reign,
Blue identified the pain,
Stacked against cool,
The battle moves,
Into the resistance of the plug,
What do I fair?
The currency of blood.
Much on her is misery,
Fatal attraction allegedly,
Her high is an extreme,
A vanity dream,
Just like the tooth fairy,
Unmasked and in a hurry,
More trouble than the average,
Hebrew the equation lavish,
Muhammed knew millions of followers,
Characterized by its martyrdom,
G’s happens 2 B with lonely soldiers,
Plotting my death like the stacks of Joseph,
Constantly ironing the influx,
Jamming the system with sonar,
High atop the trees,
A guerilla sits,
Old school macking,
Old school fits,
Allied U R my friend,
Paralyzed in view of evening sin.
