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Caskets fell from clearings in the room. There's something here. I felt it move.
It's the thing that goes bump in the baby's crib. I'm playing with rattlesnakes and basilisks while Nero spells his tunes.
Gimme Shelter. Sympathy for the nearest hellion's gloom.
Maybe we aren't evil inside. Maybe we're all disease-enveloped tombs.
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I can tell we're doomed, smell the fail that looms
Wear a tinfoil hat coz Cheyeahh tells us to
Fuck the world and I'm bailing' too
Got a fallout shelter and I'm selling food