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Jason's in the year
And the calendar is not what it appears
So is Jason the master of time
Or is Jason our headline to ride
Now that July is delivered

Should we decompress
Unread articles that cloak their emphasis
Ciphers teasing our fingers and eyes
Keeping pictures embedded in lies
Somebody get me a doctor

Jason's in the year
And the carrier is not what it appears
So is Jason a random between
Or is Jason a god of the screen
Now that we snuffed out November

Should we decompress
Unturned calendars that sleep in thoughtlessness
Cover up your false doubt and belief
Knowledge doesn't require belief
Somebody get me a doctor



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