One time. One crime
One thought to even recognize
Not to realize my signs for you
Not to die for you
But it's all blown up
So fuck off
You know I tried
We are all descendants of the Wandering
So don't be afraid
It's just the remnants of my offerings
And I, I won't be enslaved!
One sign. One line
One time to disenfranchise
All those people's ugly designs for you
Not to cry for you
It's all blown up
So fuck off
You know I tried
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