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Parakeets.
sincewe're living in a world of sinwith evil deeds and parakeetswe will stand farfrom holiness you'll try your bestyou'll lay diseased and you'll feel pleasedwith what you've killedand what you stole, no self controlyou must abide with suicideor you'll be cleansthwith incense, it will make senseand you'll be faced with boring daysthat can't be fixed and much less postponedoh fixed and much less postponedoh fixed and much less postponedplease don't please don'tgo ahead and breatheif you still can, oh lucky manyou're the black sheep that used to sleepin our backyardand yards of yarn that still alarmthe hopeless folks that despise jokeswhich feel left outwhen i speak of second-hand loveyou must agree with what you seeLetras de cancionesor you'll go madlike you once had, you spoiled bratwilling to make not one mistakejust to withdraw from all your friendsjust to withdraw from all your friendsjust to withdraw from all your friendsdefend, i said defend your friends
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