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Declan liked his checks in the Earth
Junk food, wasting the Earth
I got the fear of Gods in somewhere
From where I just don't know
Backlight, dead and then down
A gallery of soulless clowns
I've got myself a habit I'm never gonna kick
And I can see.
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