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My t.v. doesn't listen when I give it pieces of my mind
It keeps making everything the same size
Pain is pleasure when it's televised
Plastic is forever
Artificial florists
Sell you flowers that will never die
They cut down the real forests
For paper petals engraved with borrowed lies
