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Times are changing, things come and go, |
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Things are getting worse the earth, a black hole, |
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I say to myself "will this shit ever change?" |
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Will it ever improve or will it stay the same? |
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It's plain to me that things are amiss, |
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Because i've seen better days than this, |
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How could we let it get as bad as it is? |
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Because i've seen better days than this, |
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It's plain to me that things are amiss. |
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Famine and war, hate and disgrace, |
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Incest and murder, raping the rat race, |
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I see no end to this suffering, |
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Faith, hope and love are burnt offerings. |
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Decline and fall of modern man, our fate is sealed by our own hand, |
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Time spinning onward we're regressing fast, |
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Signs of the times say these days might be our last, |
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Better days are gone forever i fear, |
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Our hate dictates our fate, apocalypse is here. |