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Testo Extra, Extra
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everYone in every state thinks everyone is free.
i don't know,
i have a feeling every form of media is fucking with our heads
and filling us full of shit. that's ok, they're so fucking lame,
they're so lame, they're so fucking lame.
i don't know,
i think i heard about a guy that bought a gun and went on a killing spree because of something he saw on tv.
every time i read the paper i get more disgusted then the time i read before.
everYone in every state thinks everyone is free.
i don't know,
i have a feeling every form of media is fucking with our heads
and filling us full of shit. that's ok, they're so fucking lame,
they're so lame, they're so fucking lame.
i don't know,
i think i heard about a guy that bought a gun and went on a killing spree because of something he saw on tv.
every time i read the paper i get more disgusted then the time i read before.
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