wItH
hEaLinG
cOmEs HeaLinG
nOw
We danCinG
oN thE cIeLinG
WHaT
Tha A Fun
Me Feeling.
tires
peeling
lemons
squeeling
aLL rEvVed uP
TiLL All ReVeaLinG.
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