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Sitting in the corner, stuck in wonderland Sipping coffee, black Stupid for pondering my religion Easy to entertain, amuse me please
If he doesn't know now he's gonna know its sweet you love em I'm sweet he loves me he's beat I'm on it  you creep but I love it its up it's down I'm all around you you want it
They built these walls to protect me At least that's what they said. "Monsters, demons and darkness live Beyond these high stone walls" Entrigued I was by their small fact
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