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Packet of cigarettes on the counter carrying a government health warning still they want the money, still they want the tax still they want the money, still they want the tax why not take paper currency and light it up? a lower tar content and a quicker puff then you could keep the money, you could keep the tax you could keep the money, you could keep the tax fields wasted growing tobacco could be used to feed the third world countries this is the age of hypocrisy everybody's saying "vote for me! vote for me!" blind leaders leading the blind the cheaters and the cheated will you always find still they want the money, still they want the tax still they want the money, still they want the tax the tax, the tax, the tax, still they want the money, still they want the tax still they want the money, still they want the tax but the biggest serial killer is a heart attack the biggest serial killer is a heart attack still they want the money, still they want the tax still they want the money, still they want the tax still they want the money, still they want the tax but the biggest serial killer is a heart attack still they want the money, still they want the tax but the biggest serial killer ..... the biggest serial killer ..... the biggest serial killer ..... the biggest serial killer ..... the biggest serial killer is a heart attack
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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