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Limitless
Feel free to run in sunbaked fields,
or to brood under purple churning clouds.
We are the indulgence of bloody steaks,
and the green consuming of a ton of raw spinach.
Count the people of the world and find one of each,
one who actively sings, who cries,
binges upon altering alcohol.
Though we can do anything,
we only end up being one person,
one life, one choice.
Feel free to run in sunbaked fields,
or to brood under purple churning clouds.
We are the indulgence of bloody steaks,
and the green consuming of a ton of raw spinach.
Count the people of the world and find one of each,
one who actively sings, who cries,
binges upon altering alcohol.
Though we can do anything,
we only end up being one person,
one life, one choice.