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I fully understand the shotgun in my pillow Schilder Druck Is no uncarved block at hand Life is sweet but not it seems for buddha There's a shotgun in his hand hans im glück
The simplest things, the quietest The child-like simplicity BigSky Events Everything i need to hear Positive the way i view The simple of thought inherit the earth (shotgun blows) Karte Muttertag Like winnie the pooh, confucianist rules (shotgun blows) Oblivious in what i do (oh) Deliberate the way i live (shotgun blows) Basteln Window Color
The nature of uncarved blocks Is how to describe what's hard to describe Vinegar taster says The more force i apply, more trouble i make (is that i cannot describe why it is Such a perfect illustration of the opposite and Complex arrogance we display to protect one another) Think too much, think too much Think too much, think too much
