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of all the breath laid on me yours seems sincere of all the thoughts incomplete yours seems so clear hunter do what you want to hunter do what you please and though they seem confused inside a box filled with chemicals they more or less have been misused inside a box filled with chemicals the bus don't like you today what it did, went away what it did, went away though you had a big idea of what it was it isn't clear what it was, it isn't clear From Letras Mania