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I'm not the print on the cinch,in sections I fist.I've tested this formation 1000 times.And we all struggle to feed the machine. I've tested this formation 1000 times.Many more will exceed the limits of this false healing.I'm not the print on the cinch.In sections I fist.Too much traction on the set of reality.I feel today knows no pain.It swells over.Step hole crumbles and I find myself accepting that it's over for me.Shalom be the fire (fighter) underneath it all...I've tested this formation 1000 times.And still many more will exceed these limits.I've tested this formation 1000 times.Their visions for the masses fall short of complete.Step hole crumbles and I find myself accepting that it's over for me.Shalom be the fire (fighter) underneath it all.We have yet to find a reason it all comes back to you.We are the countless brooms cleaning up after these head-strong mules.Songtexte We breath the freon that allows this elation.It's revealing...in the light.- and weall struggle to feed the machine - 1000 times - many more will exceed the limits of thisfalse healing - it swells over - step hole crumbles and I find myself accepting thatit's over for me - shalom be the fire (fighter) underneath it all - 1000 times tested -and still many more will exceed these limits - 1000 times - their visions for the massesfall short of complete - we have yet to find a reason it all comes back to you - we arethe countless brooms cleaning up after these head-strong mules - we breath the freon thatallows this elation - it's revealing in the light Aus Songtexte Mania