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| Children, all the children are being brought up to believe there's another side. Fulfill ya. Not until ya see for yourself what you'll find out when you die. All of the children they are only ghosts. We are all just dying just to meet our host. All of the children they just want to play then in turn we tell them they can never stay Believe just what they're told afraid of getting old. They're told they're gonna die and then they're gonna ride a supernatural soultrain. Leaving all your love, leaving all your friends leave it all behind because you're leaving on a supernatural highway. it looks like we may never really have free will. it looks like we might never have it, never will. --- |
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