The Quickest Wit I Can Think Of Songtext
Chances are you are not what you pretend. And you are not the perfect specimen. If life is the highway you are not the king of the road. I scream from the top of my lungs. And I speak from the bottom of my heart. And we whisper these words but somehow they will repeat. Wash rinse repeat.
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