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I love you as much as I hate them
For making us believe that the magic trick supersedes the
Screen play
That the MC matters more than the DJ
That all truth is given away
As long as we tackle the day.
Our spiritual freedom is a recycled shopping bag.
Our love and devotion a cigarette drag.
Our loyalty boiled down to order and rules
And our parents and relatives, desperate fools.
In the end there is nothing but game.
But, either way, baby….
The beach is closed
And the moment has always protected us here
So let’s go there and sleep til the moment is over
And wish for some hobo to hold up a sign that says:
It’s all good, kids, the end is near. ![s-l300.jpg]
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