Sometimes the world looks perfect, nothing to rearrange.

Sometimes you just get a feeling like you need some kind of change.

No matter what the odds are this time, nothing's gonna stand in my way.

This flame in my heart is like a long-lost friend gives every dark straight a light at the end.

And be tall on the wings of my feet.

Rising fall, on the wings of my feet.

The waves of my ring.

Great thunder, the wind haze.

I'm bound that day.

My life, my dream,

Nothing gonna stop me now.

My life for my dream.

Nothing gonna stop me.

Nothing gonna stop in now.

Episode one hundred eighty four, it's been four years of me numbering episodes, and these assholes still haven't given me a name. Seriously, fuck you.

There's already like 7 million broadcasts talking about pop culture and it's all that

makes us happy like shooting at a walk brat but it's all been done to pour

We don't want to be a copy cat with a leftover picking up the scraps drop by the school kids

It's it's a trap race it, let's embrace the Tupperware Party.

Subculture spittle over like a vulture carryover, counterculture, pushover, pop culture.

That's over, I knew the uncool kids, what What's to say has already been sad.

Leftover.

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