It stumbles through the dark, it's this messy messy truth
I have been a strange hand with too many rolling pikes
It was worth that feeling, though, it's my favorite kind of love
May believe it's wack inside, it was worth it
You can't believe it's nothing
You can't believe it's nothing
We believe it's nothing
You can't believe it's nothing
We believe it's nothing
There's a little wondering rat in the photographic alley
He's walking to the street, going to the bar
What's he looking for? What's he looking for?
For someone who's magic, a feeling of a hand
Honest, so temble, a new sensation
I've never felt before, I've never felt before
You can't believe in nothing
You can't believe in nothing
We believe in nothing
You can't believe in nothing
You can't believe in nothing
You can't believe in nothing
We believe in nothing
We believe in nothing
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