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If the land is giving then we are finished all we really need is self control...... control ourselves All that we really feel Is strain all that we really know Is marching Burn the piggys We'll hold the tower steady everyone stay focused We'll hold the tower steady Until birth we will never know Life will progressively flourish and the gawkers will learn That there is not much time....... maybe I hope....... maybe?
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 9:45 PM UTC
Burn the Piggys
If the land is giving then we are finished all we really need is self control...... control ourselves All that we really feel Is strain all that we really know Is marching Burn the piggys We'll hold the tower steady everyone stay focused We'll hold the tower steady Until birth we will never know Life will progressively flourish and the gawkers will learn That there is not much time....... maybe I hope....... maybe?
matthew-walsh
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United States
Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 9:45 PM UTC
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