.mod Sample Master :: Sample 874d9dd75059e257a1c9abf386ece384cb21ecb2 (125f954920d76f194e53105ab82b74ec)

Probability	Text
91%	hanging in the

Probability	Text
96%	Losing me, half the master, half the quas for fucking me Me chasing out on all five of the ghosts I can't think, think of how the master say How to start making the three of us hang far Hang far, and I was hanging far Love to me, they were the problem of the same If I could go to all day seeing me cry Fawning in the causes, get a rose from the forces There's glass in my department for the puns I wanna make them think of shoes and posits And fuck them and make real fun Nobody sing a fuck when you sing before Get enough heart to breathe Leave to me, for the son to peace	▶️

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