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Tyler Lies Back And Asks, "if Marilyn Monroe Were Alive Right Now, What Would She Be Doing?" I Say, Goodnight. The Headliner Hangs Down In Shreds From The Ceiling And Tyler Says, "clawing At The Lid Of Her Coffin.

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When You're Thinking About The Rest Of Your Life, You're Never Really Thinking More Than A Couple Years Down The Road.

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Skinny Guys Fight Till They're Burger.

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Honest Is How I Want To Look. The Truth Doesn't Glitter And Shine.

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You're Always Haunted By The Idea You're Wasting Your Life.

Stop Trying To Control Everything And Just Let Go! Let Go!

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