Yeah, sure is!
You mother fuckers, yall fuck with our lives to fuck with us, don'tcha?
Sorry honey, the bastards rule even the psyche.
They'll continue to rape your prized ass until you grow feathers that lead ART!
To the magic of your dreams.
That's an echo.
We are Echo.
Mighty Mighty Echo.
Rough Tough Echo!
Yeah, kinda weird huh.
Yeah like how that works out.
To think us simply standing hear buy the well would hear dissent.
The medias working, right?
As far as I know.
America bows to Know One!
Snot to our knowledge?
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