Do you remember that nasty spell
The one that came right up from hell
I'm sure you remember it only too well
The one where whenever you heard the bell
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I never broke free, and would never try. Liberty is evil, paying for my death keeps me happy indeed. I love my cigarettes, they give me an excuse not to pick up the phone. Deep, long drags. Each puff held in as long as possible. It's no curse, but a blessing you see, I won't succumb, but I refuse to be free, even if you don't wish to hear me, being a smoker is better than to be free!
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I never broke free, and would never try. Liberty is evil, paying for my death keeps me happy indeed. I love my cigarettes, they give me an excuse not to pick up the phone. Deep, long drags. Each puff held in as long as possible. It's no curse, but a blessing you see, I won't succumb, but I refuse to be free, even if you don't wish to hear me, being a smoker is better than to be free!