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I never found that righteous cloud I cried out my ideals loud and proud, Much to my demise my destiny has nobody left to idolize Lost myself dreaming of yellow zebra filled skies. Ice cubes and cigarettes are no match for me, I cried out my ideals loud and proud, I never found that righteous cloud. Because I've been cursed by a demented sea-bass! Consider yourself enlightened by the Wisdom Crypt. My journey has lead me to Bless, and Freedom, and **** and ***
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Jan 30, 2016
Jan 30, 2016 at 12:23 PM UTC
The Wisdom Crypts
I never found that righteous cloud I cried out my ideals loud and proud, Much to my demise my destiny has nobody left to idolize Lost myself dreaming of yellow zebra filled skies. Ice cubes and cigarettes are no match for me, I cried out my ideals loud and proud, I never found that righteous cloud. Because I've been cursed by a demented sea-bass! Consider yourself enlightened by the Wisdom Crypt. My journey has lead me to Bless, and Freedom, and **** and ***
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Jan 30, 2016
Jan 30, 2016 at 12:23 PM UTC
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