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04-17-05
There's a bunch of songs my friend has written and recorded, all rude and offensive lyrics about his group of friends. I helped him write a couple and so I usually sing them. A golden energy
Was rising out of my head
I shed my evil skin
And found myself again I was wrong, I don't mind
The impossible seems possible
This time I'm an electric wire
If the sun can radiate then so can I |