Some souls are not granted great destiny at the moment of conception.
He/she spent early infancy and childhood lacking the ability to feel surprise.
Some souls are not deemed to remain societies' useful idiots.
Social engineers scrubbed anything more than base contentment from he/she's demeanor.
Some souls are deemed not be be raised with a lovely lady bringing up three very lovely girls.
Crying brings punishment, acceptance begets reward.
Chorus:
It really doesn't matter, because matter doesn't mind what we are releasing.
One more time:
It really doesn't matter, because matter doesn't mind what we are releasing.
Metaphor:
Like an Alka Seltzer dropped in a glass of water, the boundaries began to dissolve.
And now a word from our sponsor:
"I tuned up the bass a little, alright?"
No response.
"It just sounds like it gets thinner instead of ballsier."
We can't have any of that.
"Now I love it. I love everything."
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