I smell smoke Taht comes from a gun Named extintion It was a long time ago Could have happened to anyone He was struck by a bullet And he melted into fluid named extintion One thousand miles an hour I'm just like anyone I want to feel The road of tar beneath the wheel named extinction And evolving from the sea Would no be too much time for me To walk beside you in the sun I read something About a son of a gun Named extinction.
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