The Predictive Text Is A Lie

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There's no sense crying over the phone with playstation, you just keep on trying 'till you run out of time and the money gets done, and you make a neat mess for the people who are nice to be deleted.

There's no sense crying over the top of the slave trade on the other side of the family
You just keep on trying 'til you run out of ammo and women
And the next thing you know they get done
And you make a neat little nightmare
For the people who are
Still planning to skin the antagonists in the incinerator incident instead

There is no sense crying over and over again,
you just keep trying till you run out of the way and the stuff that is green gets done,
And you make a neat picture lol for the people who are still getting it lol
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Ok so at least it tried to make sense this time but what is with the lols I swear it’s not me lmfao

There's no sense in crying over the phone. You just keep on trying til you run out of time and the rest of the week gets done, and you make a neat idea for the people who are still in the same place.

There's no sense crying over here. You just keep on trying until you run out of the house and the girls get done, and you make a neat idea for the ones who still have to go to the store . . .

There's no sense crying over the complex numbers of the function,
You just keep on trying 'til you run out of the bathroom and make brownies,
And the rest of your life will make sure your dead family gets done,
And you make a neat trip
For the people who are
Still alive for now.

There's no sense crying over the phone much, you just keep on trying 'til you run out of the shower, and the UK gets done, and you make a neat and tidy place for the people who are still in the office

There's no sense crying over and over,
You just keep on trying 'til you run out of said medication,
And the turrets gets done,
And you make a neat finish
for the people
Who are still at the bottom.

There's no sense crying over the edges of your bookshelf, you just keep on trying 'til you run out of Conspiracy Theories, and the music gets done, and you make a neat and very cool sound for the people who are still in love

There's no sense crying over my vague general skepticism,
You just keep on trying till you run out of my body and schematically illustrate a little mistake
And the second occurrence of my eye-as opposed to the point where I was thinking of you and your blankie-
Gets done, and you make a neat boxes of books
For the people who are still interested in the middle of nowhere near the fridge.

There’s no sense crying over people and people and people like me, you just keep on trying til you’re all done and you’re done and that’s ok, and the rest of the things that you’re going through gets done, and you make a neat picture for the rest of the week for the people who are still there for you
Very positive predictive text today

There's no sense crying over it and I will never let you down.
Just keep on trying til you run out of your life and the other day gets done, and you make a neat little bit more than you want for the people who are still on your own for a long period.

There's no sense
Crying over a coffee with a little girl
Just keep on trying 'til you run out of the morning
And the other thing I need
Gets done,
And you
Make a neat little bit
For the people who are still on my list

There's no sense crying over it all the way through it, You just keep on trying 'til you run out of your own mind, and the other gets done, and you make a neat and easy life for the people who are still on your way home.

There's no sense crying over the whole story, you just keep on trying til you run out of time, and the trilogy gets done, and you make a neat look for the people who are still interested in your work.

There's no sense crying over the last few days,
you just keep on trying till you run out of time to get a good idea, and the grant I mentioned before gets done, and you make a neat little bit of yourself for the people who are still in the morning.
I'm scared.

There’s no sense crying over there, you just keep on trying til you run out of a bed and the sun gets done, and you make a neat look for the people who are still going

There's no sense
Crying over my face
You just keep
On trying 'til
You run out of your cat
And the kid
Gets done,
And you
Make a neat little fuss
For the people
Who are still in your life

There's no sense crying over a book that's written in a French language like a chicken,
You just keep on trying til you run out of time,
And the rest gets done,
And you make a neat little girl that will make you smile,
For the people who are still in love with you.

There's no sense crying over the world.
You just keep on trying 'til run out of the world, and the first one to ever reunite gets done, and you make a neat little thingies for the people who are still interested about the whole time and space.

There's no sense crying over the weekend, you just keep on trying till you run out of town of Bethlehem and you make a neat little bit of wishful thinking

There is no sense in crying over a lot more time,
You just keep on trying 'til you run out of your heart,
And the other fantasies gets done
and you make a neat nest for the people who are still alive.

There's no sense crying over the years of experience and knowledge.
You just keep trying 'til you run out of town for work.
And the ethics committee gets done,
And you make a neat setup.
For the people who are still available for remote playback.

There's no sense crying over and over again,
You just keep crying 'til you run out of the house burglary,
And the other one gets done,
And you make a neat idea what you are doing
For the people who are still in the evening.

There's no sense crying over the last few days
You keep on trying til you run out of your mind
And the way you do it gets done
And you make a neat little bit of money
For the people who are still in the mood for the best and most likely

There's no sense crying over the phone with me,
You just keep on trying 'til you run out of your mind,
And the first thing you could say gets done,
And you make a neat look for the people
Who are still working with you