Laughter
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Lyrics
As simple as this all may seem The doctrines and constructs work more easily When clinging to the vestiges Of youth, or familial obligation A search for truth, through a blurry xeroxed repetition A bitter ruse of heavenly competition Remember everyday, when you wake up You're the product of, flesh and blood So don't cry, there's no hell when you die
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Song Details
- Duration
- 00:58
- Tempo
- 104 BPM