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I dream of fumes, I dream of burning tires, I sell
my soul, as gold flows through my veins. My feet
hurt, I walked to the subway today, I care for
nobody elses pain. Fuck the rainforestes, I'll save
my hair. Who cares how they're doing in Kuwait.
Some slut sucked the president, lets forget them
and stare, at Viagra and strip clubs, for those
we deeply care. What ever happened to Elian? I guess
I'll never know, with all the law-suits and controversy.
I'm sure your lawyers will search and probe for
some way to sue me. He came to America, home of the
brave, land of the free, free enterprise, freedom
of speach. Are these illusions? Are these even real?
Real bullshit. Real pain. For only myself I feel. I'm
just one of them, I am the same. Polluting because
it's cheaper, and makes me feel better, when I have
under-wear with some guys name. I'm a faceless
costumer, no better than a consumer, at the bottom
of the food chain. All the hypocritical bullshit,
why should the courts decide what's moral, why should
the pope decide what's un-moral? Hypocritical bastards,
self rightous assholes, in the end they're all the same.
I'm just a part of the game, the game with no name,
we can prove if they're dead, can we prove if they're
alive?
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Credits: Sunetra |
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| I made this song today, and I'm damn tired! | |
Credits: Sunetra |
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| Sounds gay, only like gay aliens or something. | |
Credits: Sunetra did it all. |
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