Come to send not condescend Transcendental consequences to transcend... Where we are...Who are we? Who we are... Trampled moss on your souls... Changes all you`re a part... Seen it all not at all... Can`t defend the command... Take me a for a ride before we leave... Circumstance clappin` hands... A driving winds happenstance... Off the track in the mud... That`s the moss in the aforementioned verse... ...miraculous...and a little... Just a little time, before we leave... Stoplight plays its part... So I would say you`ve got a part... What`s your part? Who you are You are who, who you are...
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