self consumption is a form of self and I look like I’m living black and white and I look just fine (I know Elvis because he is dead) and I am the great American frontier I am telling you this story and you are not listening I am the great American frontier I am the liar trying to be good I am living in this third world slumlord I am the great American frontier and I am the story of Elvis because he is dead and breaking under the weight of manifest destiny

self consumption is a form of self and I look like I’m living black and white and I look just fine (I know Elvis because he is dead) and I am the great American frontier I am telling you this story and you are not listening I am the great American frontier I am the [...]

thirty two
thirty two

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