17″(Angels): Wake up your going to be late (They say in a whisper as your alarm clock goes off and you throw it across the room and the Angel's song turns on) You/Crybaby: Wait, What was my dream again? I remember feeling trapped in rising heat, and there were plastic or cardboard cutouts all around me, and my gums' roots were pushing out my teeth, and the sound of a thousand angels said to me "Its temporary".
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