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Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reenforced.
Now what does that mean?
Is there a just contradiction?
Nothing much.
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord, hesitate.
Got to punch
Right on target
Twisting tongues
Gotta stripe down his back
all nine yards down her back
Give me a couple,
Don't give me a couple of pointers,
Turn to lies and conversation fear
Got to punch
