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Wax Taylor In The Mood For Life

bending Hell I am pretending? for levels lacking the sending of a challenge just to change your life Stories to memories, more knowledge to read at night, become your history For

: It has been a while Since I've seen your smile I'm even wondering If I ever knew you at all You've been chasing time You say that you are fine But

clearing them Linus leave 'em on wax While Label rats crying in their coco puffs Untouchable like Alfred Nobel grub Making hits screaming "hold them up!" And go gold rushing for

reach In this placeless race? I want to go elsewhere To live and to change Let?s call this off I?m not cut out for this stuff Just go without me (Don't wait around for

bending Hell I am pretending? for levels lacking the sending of a challenge just to change your life Stories to memories, more knowledge to read at night, become your history For