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Eternal evil |
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Yeah it stares behind the desk |
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A shark dressed up in money |
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Zombie secretary head |
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I wasn't looking for control |
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Or for a hand to hold |
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I got arrested on the way |
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I went for the police |
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But they were all over town |
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For the fireengines |
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But they were all upside down |
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It's not because Im dirty |
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Not because Im clean |
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Read all about me in the magazines |
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Innoncent in jail |
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Guilty on the street |
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Notify the the people of my needs |
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Why should they care |
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With bitter eyes |
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They've already paid the price |
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Money always takes the place of life |
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Yeah, do you see the running crowds |
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And do they serve an unknown end |
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If you live a certain place |
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Do you hurt a certain way? |
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It's a cemetery city |
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With a pace so boring slow |
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Looks like faded, crumbled secondhand clothes |
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The flies are buzzing |
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Feel a storm is coming on |
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On the T.V a teenage landlord |
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Hides his face and goes to court |
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It's the mouthpiece of a nation |
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With unhealthy gums |
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It's hard to keep your head above the ground |
