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Camping yay! Part thirty three

"This is gospel, for the fallen ones." "Locked away, in permanent slumber." "Assembling their philosophies." "From pieces of broken memories." "Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart." "Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart." "The gnashing teeth and criminal tongues conspire against the odds." "But they haven't seen the best of us yet." "If you love me, let me go." "If you love me, let me go." "'Cause these words are knives that often leave scars." "The fear of falling apart." "And truth be told, I never was yours." "The fear, the fear of falling apart." "Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart." "Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart." "This is the gospel for the vagabonds." "Never-do-wells and insufferable idiots." "Confessing their apostasies, led away by imperfect impostors." "Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart." "Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart." "Don't try to sleep through the end of the world, bury me alive, 'cause I won't give up without a fight." "If you love me, let me go." "If you love me, let me go." "'Cause these words are knives that often leave scars." "The fear of falling apart." "And truth be told, I was never yours." "The fear, the fear of falling apart." "Oh, the fear of falling apart." "Oh the fear, the fear, of falling apart." "Oh (this is the beat of my heart)." "The fear of falling apart." "Oh (this is the beat of my heart)." "The fear of falling apart." "Oh (this is the beat of my heart)." "The fear of falling apart." "Oh (this is the beat of my heart)." "The fear of falling apart."

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Okay China's last song performance ending was really unique. He turned his back to the audience cross armed, with his flag as a cape hanging off his shoulders, fluttering through the wind epically. Then, a moment later, two HUGE buckets of paint, red and yellow, (the color of his flag) poured over him. He turned to the audience and grinned, everyone laughed and applauded, which made him grin even bigger. He strode off the stage, leaving a trail of paint behind him. Italy stopped talking to Germany and gleefully ran to the stage and grabbed the microphone.