scleaves

I'm a troll?

djchameleon

Do you live under a bridge? If yes then you are most definitely a troll

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Fame, fortune, power, titties. People say these are the most crucial things in life, but you can have a pocket full o' gold and it doesn't mean sh*t if you don't have someone to share that gold with. Seems simple. Yet it's an important lesson to learn. Even lone wolves run in packs sometimes.

scleaves

The bridge I live under is made of supernatural cheese.

RoxyRollah

string cheese please say string cheese....

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djchameleon

Supernatural cheese sounds like it would look pretty moldy. I think I'll pass on that.

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Fame, fortune, power, titties. People say these are the most crucial things in life, but you can have a pocket full o' gold and it doesn't mean sh*t if you don't have someone to share that gold with. Seems simple. Yet it's an important lesson to learn. Even lone wolves run in packs sometimes.

RoxyRollah

green..and moldy...definitely green and moldy

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djchameleon

Sounds like a job for Dean and Sam

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Fame, fortune, power, titties. People say these are the most crucial things in life, but you can have a pocket full o' gold and it doesn't mean sh*t if you don't have someone to share that gold with. Seems simple. Yet it's an important lesson to learn. Even lone wolves run in packs sometimes.

PoorOldPo

Never liked cheese.

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https://www.instagram.com/hennas.lullaby/

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It's all illusion folks. It's a blinding light show! But, in the end we Triumph. And, this is worth the 8 minutes of listening time.



And from where I stand
I reach my hand
To catch a love blow
But the selfish stare
Though electric air Is a blinding light show
I see the face
That has no place
But somehow knows
The truth is clear
But hiding here
In the blinding light show
The blinding light show
The place is strange
The colors change
The dancer slows
And shifts his pace
And lifts his face
Into the blinding light show
A naked heart is Quickly torn apart
And the burning grows
When you try to think
It only makes you sink
Into the blinding light show
The blinding light show The blinding light show
And while the crowd keeps Calling out "Hoorah"
Their greedy hands Keep clutching out
"Hoorah, hoorah, hoorah"
The aimless mob is calling out "Hoorah"
And unseen candles Burning out
"Hoorah, hoorah, hoorah"
The blinding light show
The blinding light show
And the sounds of truth
Ring hollow In this pretense world of show
And the footlights Burn their pathways
As the profits come and go
And the seeming some-day singer
Lives the Carney Barker's dream
Selling all by saying nothing in The language of a scream
The language of a scream
And the blind shall Lead the sighted
As we lose the candle glow
No one knows tomorrow
In the blinding light show
The blinding light show
The blinding light show

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The passing traveler stops for food and music.

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Tell Pepe that is mighty white of him. I actually be very nice to French people, but, I have never spoken to any. He could be Spanish, and, I have spoken to a few. My Spanish professor was Spanish, and, a very nice fellow.

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The passing traveler stops for food and music.