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Epitome by Butterfingers

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Out of out of an observation through an undead nation

Should i believe in things i've never thought is right

A narrow opening lips burning drink too sour

And if you see a kite we could be flying high

 

And if it's ok that now you're laughing over someone

And i'm sure you will have a happy time to be

And if you touch the sky your feet hand glide on upside

The smile is seize to siege for everybody so...

Why ?

 

And i was wrong quite right cha' never told me to shut up

There are crazy things that trying to be hide

I stay awake all night as long as i have me... hey...

Bury a cheese of mice so we could be nice for life

 

How ? how ? how ?

Hooo... oooo

Hooo... oooo

So i need you...

Out of out an... yeah...

 

 

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