on his final day he had something to say, some advice to give on how that we should live in a coffin, on his back, we buried him with a six pack drink
for what it's worth, you changed us you changed our whole damn world, bands like you made it fun now you're gone, left us behind just look at what you
plug me in i need to know, turn me on my mind is numbing, this innocence has been overthrown -- the real world is coming a beowulf cluster of cynical
why are you here if you're just going to stand around, is it to build up walls or tear them down you cross your arms looking tough, you nod your head
How long until the icecaps melt, how long until the meteor hits how long until a city is nuked, how long until Greenspan quits is the human race doomed
years ago church control encompassed the whole, today it's the ceo's their power is total executives hailed as new gods, use marketing tools to rob us
got off work and hit the Lounge, doors are locked no one's around hit a cart scott hit popeye's, got a dog, he got some fries group walks up and asks
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in a world painfully seeking change it is easy to accept injustices, we aim to rectify them, we will end the mayhem recognize the need for change, need
to shop and to buy, to fight and to die, to trust them when they tell you that everything is fine to believe our own lies that we must sacrifice liberty
a song about ignorance and arrogance try and understand, i don't like this any more than you, a man's gotta do what he has to do i'll be home before
i'm sorry if this story doesn't relate to you, we're doing exactly what we wanted to do in high school in a bedroom music answers a plea, faster and
ok, i'll take the blame. no more secrets if you don't go away promise to stay. take away this (truth). just close your eyes and i'll close mine and everything
what's up, what's wrong? what the fuck is going on? oh, she's not coming back, son the divorce is final, oh there's no going back echo in my head till
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