Turn it up, hungry for the medicine, two fisted to the very end
No more treated like aliens, we're not gonna take it
No lies, no more alibis, turn it up, it's got me hypnotized
Rock on, I won't be tranquilized, 'cos (I love it)
THATS HOW I LIKE MY WEEK, full out LOUD!!!
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Psalms 43:18-19
Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
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