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No Trigger Extinction In Stereo

headfirst with a wrecking ball, our lifeless bodies lonely remains left lying on the floor. sweet. stolen time, asking for more benefits. they know the

standing with bare backs against structures built strongly of good faith, add lies. subtract some care. obligation becomes optional and they collapse

at the end of the line are not merely players in time, we're the end result of progress forcing a new beginning. lifelong addiction for mass extinctions

like an episode of twilight zone there?s a country torn apart by personal preference, genetics, and the fear of progress. if a man and a man cannot walk