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Mother Earth Is A Vicious Crowd pollution, cain, and misery oceans of golden mystery armies boisterous and armies loud portraits of a vicious crowd talk to me, talk to me now hey man, you're all that i have me, myself, myself and i we're born to work and born to die i have chosen my anthems of these i am proud portraits of a divided crowd talk to me, talk to me now
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