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Maybe its your connection, maybe your connection is teh suxsauce.
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I am the Decadence of your World.
I am an Eider, Covered in Oil.
Happy hunting you Double Faced Carnivore.
Tell me why, No heart to cry... Hang me High.
The Music is Dead, the Amen is Sad.
The Kiss of Faith is what I beg.
A Loving Heart and a Soul for Sale.
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