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| pray hard like a pious pope but hope for no diamonds if some divine simon spoke or came down to find us caught here in our lab coats but without a science would we see light oh i might decide while i'm alive i'll feel alive and what's next i guess i'll know when i've gotten there am i careful til past dull will be is or has been hope i'm waxing as in half full lit wick candles lasting born lonesome bald and bashful with a nastinatti accent on the east side oh i can decide while i'm alive i'll feel alive and what's next i guess i'll know when i've gotten there |
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