We're lowering the standard in a process selective.
The formulas to thin.
But it takes more than one person.
So everyone jump on.
I'll miss you when you're just like them.
I remember back then thinking:
Easy comes but doesn't stay, what comes easy never stays.
But the politics need means.
And Business never leaves.
You better sing now while you can.
Imitate and water down.
Until we crash I'll write it out:
Selection breathes on its own.
Make them open the request line and let selection kill the old.
Turn off your radio.
Writer(s): Richard Burch, James Adkins, Zachary Lind, Thomas Linton
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