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Suicide is an urban disease |
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Spread by people and places like these |
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A quick self destruct from the 21st floor |
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A smell of gas through the kitchen door |
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A stab in the back from the workers and bosses |
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They're counting their gains as you count your losses |
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As you count your losses |
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Blow the world apart with the press of a button |
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We all say it shouldn't but we know it will happen |
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Again and again like the rain and the ark |
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Onwards forever eternally dark |
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Eternally dark |
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The grit in your eye soon enters your heart |
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And all that was strength is just falling apart |
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We're jumping from one bed and into another |
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Searching for something that we'll never discover |
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Never discover |
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So we go on breeding - breeding contempt |
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From all of the repression that this has meant |
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If the bombs and the fire don't instantly kill |
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Then the greed from the ashes certainly will |
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Certainly will |
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This place is not my place |
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This place is not yours |
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We're set on self destruct |
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For no reason or cause |
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If the bombs and the fire don't instantly kill |
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Then the greed from the ashes certainly will |
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Certainly will |