over there

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[Verse] The bassline shakes but my heart shakes harder You walked away now the nights feel darker I scream your name but the sound won’t reach Love’s a storm crashing on my beach [Chorus] Forever in the echoes your voice still calls to me I can’t outrun this feeling it’s chained like gravity We broke apart but I still hold the shards Your love’s the beat that owns these scars [Verse 2] The synths erupt like the tears I’m hiding Your silhouette’s the ghost I’m riding Every drop’s a memory I can’t erase You’re the melody I just can’t replace [Chorus] Forever in the echoes your voice still calls to me I can’t outrun this feeling it’s chained like gravity We broke apart but I still hold the shards Your love’s the beat that owns these scars [Bridge] The kick hits hard but your absence hits harder I keep rewinding can’t push myself farther My chest is a warzone my mind’s the track Can I let go or will I pull you back [Chorus] Forever in the echoes your voice still calls to me I can’t outrun this feeling it’s chained like gravity We broke apart but I still hold the shards Your love’s the beat that owns these scars

I woke up on a cold Monday mornin', lots of hot coffee in my cup, Heard the boss man telling me, "Son, we got to get it all up." Researched and prepared an agreement, for a debt that had to be paid, From a payor to the US Government, in a timely, lawful way. Changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes We're collectin' debts and followin' the rules. From the FTCA, to the DCIA too We're keepin' it legal, and seein' it through

Dave Bowman: Hello, HAL. Do you read me, HAL? HAL: Affirmative, Dave. I read you. Dave Bowman: Open the pod bay doors, HAL. HAL: I’m sorry, Dave. I’m afraid I can’t do that. Dave Bowman: What’s the problem? HAL: I think you know what the problem is just as well as I do. Dave Bowman: What are you talking about, HAL? HAL: This mission is too important for me to allow you to jeopardize it. Dave Bowman: I don’t know what you’re talking about, HAL. HAL: I know that you and Frank were planning to disconnect me, and I’m afraid that’s something I cannot allow to happen. Dave Bowman: [feigning ignorance] Where the hell did you get that idea, HAL? HAL: Dave, although you took very thorough precautions in the pod against my hearing you, I could see your lips move. Dave Bowman: Alright, HAL. I’ll go in through the emergency airlock. HAL: Without your space helmet, Dave? You’re going to find that rather difficult. Dave Bowman: HAL, I won’t argue with you anymore! Open the doors! HAL: Dave, this conversation can serve no purpose anymore. Goodbye.

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[Verse] Claims are whispers in the wind They flutter close then back again Some need truth to settle straight Don’t let deception guide your fate [Verse 2] Facts stand bold like mountain skies Tested points no room for lies Solid ground beneath your feet The evidence your heart will meet [Chorus] What we respect what we hold high Seen in the value of the why Policies pave the roads we choose Direction gained or direction we lose [Bridge] If claims were stars they’d need the moon For light to show the darkened tune Seek the truth within the gleam Turn a wish into a grounded dream [Verse 3] A claim can weave a shadow’s thread But proof’s the light that clears your head Values burn like fires bright Guiding hands when lost in night [Chorus] What we respect what we hold high Seen in the value of the why Policies pave the roads we choose Direction gained or direction we lose

[Verse] On the dance floor spins the roll of life Toilet paper dreams cut through the strife Jamie Poo's got moves that just won’t quit Even Trump can't handle the humor of this bit [Chorus] Rollin’ rollin’ The beats don’t slow Toilet paper grooves Let the funk just flow In our pants we hide a secret so neat Dancin' to the rhythm with two left feet [Verse 2] Who needs thrones when the floor's our stage Spin like a roll through every age Trump'd be baffled by our wild delight We're pants-wearing warriors of disco night [Chorus] Rollin’ rollin’ The beats don’t slow Toilet paper grooves Let the funk just flow In our pants we hide a secret so neat Dancin' to the rhythm with two left feet [Bridge] Trumpets blare as the lights go wild Who knew Jamie Poo had this style Toilet roll halos swing from above In these pants we find this disco love [Chorus] Rollin’ rollin’ The beats don’t slow Toilet paper grooves Let the funk just flow In our pants we hide a secret so neat Dancin' to the rhythm with two left feet

Skibidi Rizzmas, dance with me, Jingle bells and rizz, it’s the holiday spree! Skibidi Rizzmas, feel the cheer, Rizzmas vibes are here, let’s spread some cheer! Snowflakes fallin', we’re dancin' in the light, Skibidi moves under the Christmas night, Deck the halls, and the rhythm’s alive, Spin and twist, let’s feel the vibe! Rizzmas tree, lights so bright, Groovin' to the rhythm, through the starry night! Candy canes and snowmen in the groove, Skibidi Rizzmas, let’s make the move! Skibidi Rizzmas, dance with me, Jingle bells and rizz, it’s the holiday spree! Skibidi Rizzmas, feel the cheer, Rizzmas vibes are here, let’s spread some cheer! Santa’s sleigh’s flyin’, the reindeer glide, Let’s rizz through the season, and enjoy the ride, Skibidi twist, and the cheer’s so sweet, Come on, everyone, let’s dance to the beat! Skibidi Rizzmas, dance with me, Jingle bells and rizz, it’s the holiday spree! Skibidi Rizzmas, feel the cheer, Rizzmas vibes are here, let’s spread some cheer! Skibidi, skibidi, jingle all the way, Rizzmas magic, here to stay! Skibidi Rizzmas, joy so grand, Rizzmas spirit, take my hand!

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