Viva la Rebellion
I said the things you didn’t know
I said the things that hurt your soul
I said the things you didn’t want me to say
I said so many things
I don’t know what else to say
Try to find your way to go
oh oh woe oe oe
Try, you won’t find, you won’t find, you won’t find
Ah, ah, ah, ah
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We’re running out of time. A time that seems so trivial to a species who believe they were born of God. And yes, this may be true, I mean obviously. If we were not born of God then what were we born of? Nothing? Even if we were born of nothing, then nothing is our God because nothing created everything. Or some krazy multi-demensional conspiracy? That is quite an amusing thought but let us now think with our super-computerlike brains for a sec.
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