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All in all, leaves will desperately try to land as far from the tree as possible.
After a jump start
Sieze up and slam the breaks
Save all memories of time
All bourne like infants cruising
When does the time capsule crack and spill the beans?
Do me a favor and fleeing all from the mirror's ball
Avoiding ever castrate catastrophy
And circumcize the circumstance
When your mirrors are a fun house
Fleeing all life's poker faces
Fleeing side-arm
Fleeing all of life's spasms
Over boiled down
Flee the tree that you were born in
Set fire to the cannonball
Laughing to the grin as closed captioned
You thought you heard the tree fall in the forest
But what lies waiting?
Killed the ape inside you
Learned to behave
Flee of the finish line
Set foot and flee the target audience
We're on point in squared bull's eye precise
Cannibals suffering deja vu
I eat you, and I become you
Fleeing the index
And captured sharks all firmly up to scale
Dimension and opinionated
Onions climb into the soup
As trees grow bark coats for the bite of winter
Soon plastered round at every angle
No privacy from now on
God makes you paranoid
You can't get naked
Because you know someone is always watching