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Marching band of spiraling springs shifting eloquently getting a little loopy off of fumes cars will make you loony if they're around too much on top too much screeching to a fault we love it when that happens that tragedy of fact where all is exactly as it appears to be but you sure wish it weren't, wish it were all a lie all pretty all movement and shadow no fallacies or pharmacies just us you know it could be nice for a bit to be a brain in a jar in a basement in a house in a town in a world in a galaxy in a universe that actually exists to **** it to there and back it's more satisfying than a crying bastard's last song
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Oct 14, 2012
Oct 14, 2012 at 9:58 PM UTC
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Marching band of spiraling springs shifting eloquently getting a little loopy off of fumes cars will make you loony if they're around too much on top too much screeching to a fault we love it when that happens that tragedy of fact where all is exactly as it appears to be but you sure wish it weren't, wish it were all a lie all pretty all movement and shadow no fallacies or pharmacies just us you know it could be nice for a bit to be a brain in a jar in a basement in a house in a town in a world in a galaxy in a universe that actually exists to **** it to there and back it's more satisfying than a crying bastard's last song
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Oct 14, 2012
Oct 14, 2012 at 9:58 PM UTC
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