( You used to call me paranoid ) The Synth's cry of pain sounds like a bull elephant on quaaludes. ( But even you cannot avoid ) It whirls madly in the air, trying to shoot the projectiles out of the sky before they strike its body. ( You turned the tap dance into your crusade )
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Date: 2008-12-14 10:43 pm (UTC)The Synth's cry of pain sounds like a bull elephant on quaaludes.
( But even you cannot avoid )
It whirls madly in the air, trying to shoot the projectiles out of the sky before they strike its body.
( You turned the tap dance into your crusade )