how can I manage to tear through an industry made to get rid of me, ain’t nothing special shit look at me, inside a story so clouded off ounce of weed ready to down a drink
lights camera action the pity surrounding he, undoubtedly cowardly, allowing the powerfully tower me 
bills going up and your heart simmer down, there’s gotta be pay that is better than hourly 

Hallelujah (Interlude)

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Hallelujah (Interlude)

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