I wrote 0.7 of 3 separate songs last week, and
one of them was yours, it has become
inevitable.
It's rolling uphill, and
gathering speed, sisyphus
ain't got shit on me
I came
from straight physics
but I'm liberal arts
theology's for pricks
philosophy's for farts
I can't pretend, never again
I can't fail
I raise a glass to toast
it's BOONT! AMBER ALE
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