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• Artiste: NGHBRS
• Titre: American Junk
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Don't wait for the world to burn out before you die We take our chemicals, and turn the blank shots into life And I am the thoughts that are wasted away We stirred the melting pot of luck, and it's all the same Take these vices 'cause they're so faithful to me And we're tortured by control The ecstasy of young love, the ambient array The time it takes for you to walk away You walk, they walk, we walk away And I am the thoughts that are wasted away Just take your chemicals Just drink for all your enemies For the feel and the mood Take these vices 'cause they're so faithful to me And we're tortured by control We need voices to choose our wants from needs And we're tortured by control Wait, who is god? The faithful one, who? We all speak in tongues, and bury our lungs in dreams My love, she speaks to me Her beauty's free Believe, you say the world is sunk in American junk, god? For the feel and the mood Take these vices 'cause they're so faithful to me And we're tortured by control We need voices to choose our wants from needs And we're tortured by control