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Sing along to the age of paranoia
Belief is a beauty thing
Let’s gate crash the palace and reclaim what’s ours, let’s replace the billboards with beautiful art
The future already exists
The consequences of everything we do are not real. We send our little avatar out to hurl abuse and poison and then trot back anonymous
There’s always someone to blame
Hurray for the usa
In time it could have been so much more
Let us die young and let us live forever
