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Undertaker take me under oceans of oil

I’ll be twenty-thousand blades of grass through the soil, even-

(fucker)

Undertaker take me under oceans of oil

I’ll be twenty-thousand blades of grass through the soil

Even though we’re all gonna die here

You’re my kind, dear

Dandelion, blow my soul out into the sun

I’ll take the breeze to big cities to see everyone

Even though we’re all gonna die here

You’re my kind, dear

Seven billion people living under the stars

Most you’ll never meet, they’ll never know who you are

Even though we’re all gonna die here

You’re their kind, dear

You’re their kind, dear

You’re their kind, dear

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