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Here's a middle finger Coming straight from Oca-l-a I appreciate your judgement it's proved that I can't trust a word you say those must be some pair of binoculars that you see every move I make so I'
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so now you'll know exactly what it feels like to be an obstacle in my way you won't remain you won't remain save your breath don't even speak if you'll speak of change cause you wont you won't cut to
Wake up! Oh how the times have changed Your not the person I knew back then Let's get this straight This is a calling, when will they stop falling for this? You lack all inspiration We are not the sa
When our rivers run dry and our crops cease to grow And when our summers grow longer and winters won't snow From the banks of the ocean and the ice in the hills To the fight in the desert where progre