Placeholder: You say my time here has been some sort of joke That I've been messing around Some sort of incubating period For when I really come around but I'm cracking up And you have no idea No idea how it feels to be on your own In your own home with the fucking phone And the mother of gloom You say my time here has been some sort of joke That I've been messing around Some sort of incubating period For when I really come around but I'm cracking up And you have no idea No idea how it feels to be on your own In your own home with the fucking phone And the mother of gloom

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You say my time here has been some sort of joke That I've been messing around Some sort of incubating period For when I really come around but I'm cracking up And you have no idea No idea how it feels to be on your own In your own home with the fucking phone And the mother of gloom

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As Agatha Holmes stood in the presence of this radiant transformation, she felt a surge of gratitude and renewed determination. The battle was not yet over, but with the heart of evil now imbued with the essence of compassion and hope,
As Agatha Holmes stood in the presence of this radiant transformation, she felt a surge of gratitude and renewed determination. The battle was not yet over, but with the heart of evil now imbued with the essence of compassion and hope,
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You say my time here has been some sort of joke That I've been messing around Some sort of incubating period For when I really come around but I'm cracking up And you have no idea No idea how it feels to be on your own In your own home with the fucking phone And the mother of gloom
As Agatha Holmes stood in the presence of this radiant transformation, she felt a surge of gratitude and renewed determination. The battle was not yet over, but with the heart of evil now imbued with the essence of compassion and hope,
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