Paroles de The Great Western Cliff-Hanger
diamond white versus charcoal blacka thousand faceless souls worth less than one soulless face
this is our daily standard
and it makes me sick to my stomach
forgetting all we have learnt
this is a new dawn
the birth of things to come
something has got to give and this time I think it should be you
as you sit there mouth agape
shocked by this pixelated distant reality
the press of a button to erase them all
the fecal pacifier in the mouth of the drooling infant
I won't swallow this shit
mere dollars for the fortune teller
to tell them they are worthless
but given the chance
for less I will give them a gun and your signed confession
uh oh, looks like you are shit out of luck
something has got to give and this time I think it should be you
as you sit there mouth agape
shocked by this pixelated distant reality
the press of a button to erase them all
the fecal pacifier in the mouth of the drooling infant
I won't swallow this shit
mere dollars for the fortune teller
to tell them they are worthless
but given the chance
for less I will give them a gun and your signed confession
uh oh, looks like you are shit out of luck
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