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had this vision of this nation of stock market junkies,
latent money gamblers, a lifestyle of sucking wealth from
nothing
from the past, the shameless the richer, still feels like i'm 21, more than a year since i last dived, they grow older and feel the need for a motor, more fudge, ways to fake on a daily base, the basment flat we never settle for, ain't no fun if you can't share, the wistle ain't no joke, being a sentimental ghost that face in the morning show. there's an instance out there and i stay home to catch it on the windshield. the way they all come in various pairs, being even in vent, yellow producers made the shade darker like a clown, the duck is on emphasis, dive underneath the surface, refugee instance remains ever closed some sort of lines on edges, i try to grab and encode but still is just a fake copy, pale imitation, i resign. ground attraction sublimates the catchy stances, don't let it ring again, underground movies from you, escort reigns. inhaler sleeping pills shrink dater flat climber's club ghost that dwell in the neighborhood. citizen degrade penlaty heal cruising this not so super highway. |