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Down in the winding windswept glen
Our eyes were full of innocent sin
Taken away, oh, taken away
My beautiful Carrie
Drones advancing, all look alike
I swing my sword in one last desperate strike
Taken away, oh, taken away
My beautiful Carrie
Bill collectors. Hate them. Full of themselves.
Electricity's lost. My unsaved game!
Taken away, oh, taken away
My beautiful, pixelized Carrie
Our eyes were full of innocent sin
Taken away, oh, taken away
My beautiful Carrie
Drones advancing, all look alike
I swing my sword in one last desperate strike
Taken away, oh, taken away
My beautiful Carrie
Bill collectors. Hate them. Full of themselves.
Electricity's lost. My unsaved game!
Taken away, oh, taken away
My beautiful, pixelized Carrie
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