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""""""""""" $$$$ $$$$$$ $$$$$ $$$$$ $$$$$bxxP&$$&P """""""""""
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$$$$ $$$$$$ T$$$$ $$$$P T$$$$
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$$$"""""" " """" $$$$$$ "T&$bxxd$&P" "T&$bxx$$$$$' " """"""$$$
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""" """""" """
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ggg "Beans and Franks" ggg
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$$$ by -> Cannibal Butterfly $$$
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$$$ $$$
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$$$ [ HOE E-Zine #970 -- 12/16/99 -- http://www.hoe.nu ] .,$$$
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`"""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""'
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I wish I wasn't part of the human race.
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Looking him in the eyes, not seeing his face.
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Have you ever wanted something so much you could taste it?
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Four drops of me and two pinches of you. We can make our own recipe of
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generations. Standing behind someone and beginning to become them. Get a
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grip on who I really am. Is this something I'm supposed to want?
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'Help me, I think I'm falling in love too soon.'
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This is my secret, so hold on tight....
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Extended on the floor while reaching to drive my finger nails into
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the earth. I wish I could fly away and never see your faces again.
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I want to be me. I want to be free.
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My mind crumbles and I'm all of the sudden dancing in the seas.
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I pushed and pulled, ebbed and flowed. This cant be me. I'm never
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that free. I was a mirthful child, running with the wild. The clocked
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struck one and ended the fun. My body splattered and erupted into
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the clouds.
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I was suddenly a shooting star, roaming the universe, while people stared
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from afar. I fired up my engine and began to explode. Flickering across
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the sky, kissing the moon goodbye.
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"Twinkle, Twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are. Up above the
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world so high, like a diamond in the sky. Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
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how I wonder what you are."
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A baby is born without breath and the universe freezes for a split
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second. Am I the only one who sees something wrong with that? I pray to
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God, I'm not the first star tonight. Born still and blue, I cant save
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them so please don't ask.
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If only any of that was true.
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For the only time in my life, I am going to do something right.
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Twitching stomach.
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Gripping my future tighter.
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This first and last cut is dedicated to everyone who predicted my
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destiny. Sorry about the bloody mess, Mom.
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Love,
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Christina
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Counting down the days of my resurrection.
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I AM YOUR MESSIAH.
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IT'S ALL ABOUT THE FRANK AND BEANS, BEEYATCHES.
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[ (c) !LA HOE REVOLUCION PRESS! HOE #970, CANNIBAL BUTTERFLY - 12/16/99 ]
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