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Now I'm born a supernova, blow your mind to bipolar

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Back to the surface of the solar

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Time's about to expire, will I ever retire

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This situation is fire, arsenic live wire

Don't intervene when I'm standing in the kerosene

Time's about to expire, will I ever retire

I got a scheme with the lighter and the gasoline

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Don't intervene when I'm standing in the kerosene

Time's about to expire, will I ever retire

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This situation is fire, arsenic live wire

Don't intervene when I'm standing in the kerosene

Time's about to expire, will I ever retire

I got a scheme with the lighter and the gasoline, yo

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I'm flammable

This situation is fire, arsenic live wire

Don't intervene when I'm standing in the kerosene

Times about to expire, will I ever retire?

I got a scheme with the lighter and the gasoline

This situation is fire, arsenic live wire

Don't intervene when I'm standing in the kerosene

Times about to expire, will I ever retire?

I got a scheme with the lighter and the gasoline

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