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What if the doctor has ordered, the doctors order for me? what if the deep of this darkness is the madness of melancholy. Earthquakes in California and there's six billion counting on down, what if the hour glass cracks wide open what if we can't swim and drown (in religion) . Drones in the da nang valley lead in the eyes of men what if the war rolls over Beethoven where is the music then there's floods on the Riviera, drought up in Bangladesh, Pompei's just moved to Whitehall and we're all in the flamin' mesh, destroy me just what the doctor has ordered, ordered and just for me is this a touch of the winter blues or the madness of melancholy, holy jesus I'm fed up with praying I'm staying away from the mass, I am heading out into the desert which one day will burnt and turned into clear glass. Just whose doctor ordered this?
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Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 11:59 AM UTC
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What if the doctor has ordered, the doctors order for me? what if the deep of this darkness is the madness of melancholy. Earthquakes in California and there's six billion counting on down, what if the hour glass cracks wide open what if we can't swim and drown (in religion) . Drones in the da nang valley lead in the eyes of men what if the war rolls over Beethoven where is the music then there's floods on the Riviera, drought up in Bangladesh, Pompei's just moved to Whitehall and we're all in the flamin' mesh, destroy me just what the doctor has ordered, ordered and just for me is this a touch of the winter blues or the madness of melancholy, holy jesus I'm fed up with praying I'm staying away from the mass, I am heading out into the desert which one day will burnt and turned into clear glass. Just whose doctor ordered this?
john-edward-smallshaw
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Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 11:59 AM UTC
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