A man fills his quotient It changed his notions Now you see of glimpse of liberty But fame could be gerish It ends his marriage To all that you could want for him to be We leave tomorrow just human cargo
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Wise to protect us No one is precious
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Life was a monster I'm glad we lost her Don't you let some priest go to your head Nice to be nervous That's your purpose It's awful and it finds us getting led