#466
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do not listen to a word I say
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#467
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You have your very own number
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#468
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riderless horses on chomsky's camelot
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#469
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Tell me your story baby
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#470
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today this could be, the greatest day of your life...
Oh, sorry! this is the end |
#471
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oh fuck!
Your love alone is not enough |
#472
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Hopelessly passive and compatible
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#473
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economic forecasts soothe our dereliction
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#474
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Nail a crucifix onto your soul
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#475
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Lament blossoms hours minutes of our lives
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#476
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love is dragging me under
or under neon loneliness? |
#477
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Radio nostalgia is radio death
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#478
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he's a boy, you wanna girl so tear off his co*k
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#479
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Keep it together - hold it together
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#480
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Kruschev - self love in his mirrors
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