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Jupiter Temple
Bleed it out don’t stare
No the world don’t care
Well your time has come to pass
Wait around you’ll see
All our histories
Just empires made of glass
All your little toys
To keep you in your slumber
But the devil got your number
Little black hiccups of joy
Signal make it through the noise
It’s time for you to suffer
Praying to a lie
An angel heading south
Take the money and shut your mouth (now)
The streets that you avoided
Are starting to swell
Soon to set fire to your crown
Hello hello hello
Your empire’s coming down
Hello
Your empire’s coming down.
Gooding
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