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so i've decided that i love The Spill Canvas 's newest cd...so
incredible awesome!!! if you haven't heard it, that makes you the
biggest loser. now you must quickly remedy that by getting the cd. It's
called One Fell Swoop. Go do something about your loser status
NOW!
"Teleport: A & B"Alright, that's it, I've had enough, I'm on my way to youIt's nauseating and I'm sick of waitingfor all these pointless calls to go throughBut no, I'm not a skeptic anymoreAt last I see what all of this ridiculous hard work is forThe moisture in the air is begging for releaseand the memory of your stare is raining down on meHypothetically if you were point Aand theoretically if I was point B,we would be, we would be frantically meltinginto one massive pointthat could overcome anythingConstantly you're working through the mileage in my headOh, I'm calculating, yes I'm sick of waitingHow many hours until I reach your bed?But no, I'm not a skeptic anymoreAt last I see what all of this ridiculous hard work is forThe moisture in the air is begging for releaseand the memory of your stare is raining down on meHypothetically if you were point Aand theoretically if I was point B,we would be, we would be frantically meltinginto one massive pointthat could overcome anythingMy faith in you could move these mountains I am driving throughIt's times like these when I wish I could teleport to you'cause then we wouldn't have an issueWe're cleverly, strategicallychallenging our fright and insecurities,and never seem to want to leaveHypothetically if you were point Aand theoretically if I was point B,we would be, we would be frantically meltinginto one massive pointthat could overcome anythingYeah, we would be, we would be frantically meltinginto one massive pointthat could overcome anything
"Teleport: A & B"Alright, that's it, I've had enough, I'm on my way to youIt's nauseating and I'm sick of waitingfor all these pointless calls to go throughBut no, I'm not a skeptic anymoreAt last I see what all of this ridiculous hard work is forThe moisture in the air is begging for releaseand the memory of your stare is raining down on meHypothetically if you were point Aand theoretically if I was point B,we would be, we would be frantically meltinginto one massive pointthat could overcome anythingConstantly you're working through the mileage in my headOh, I'm calculating, yes I'm sick of waitingHow many hours until I reach your bed?But no, I'm not a skeptic anymoreAt last I see what all of this ridiculous hard work is forThe moisture in the air is begging for releaseand the memory of your stare is raining down on meHypothetically if you were point Aand theoretically if I was point B,we would be, we would be frantically meltinginto one massive pointthat could overcome anythingMy faith in you could move these mountains I am driving throughIt's times like these when I wish I could teleport to you'cause then we wouldn't have an issueWe're cleverly, strategicallychallenging our fright and insecurities,and never seem to want to leaveHypothetically if you were point Aand theoretically if I was point B,we would be, we would be frantically meltinginto one massive pointthat could overcome anythingYeah, we would be, we would be frantically meltinginto one massive pointthat could overcome anything