Paroles de Maelstrom Of Whirling Bullshit
I was launched from a cannonInto a maelstrom of whirling bullshit
Where everyone's faces are different,
But their stories are all the same
This bike lane is skinny
I've got a bad weave to my path
The car that just ran over me
Used to belong to me, I think
The car that just ran over me
Used to belong to me, I think
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