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Max Cavalera,
eternal sunshine of the pussywillow mind
tender elderberry, he takes me shopping
we eat mcdonalds, he buys combat trousers and sunglasses
wants to talk about his feelings.
turn them into nu metal opera
"I IS HAVE ALL THIS RAGE AT ARE SOCIETY"
tender buttercup max,
i stroke his greasy dreadlocks gently,
"aww honey"
"i'm just popping into the bathroom, back in a sec sweetie"
with his credit card i trot off on my high heels
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