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• Artiste: Menzingers (The)
• Titre: Sir Yes Sir
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Setting son you feel you've won, but your game is lost for sure Oblivious to the obvious man your kickin' down, wreckin' the wrong door Well I'm the same old son who forgot to hold on to That which gave the power to let go Too busy trying to crumble the laws of man With your black lined lungs and your bread and cheese The canary saves your life And I've been there before, I'm wasting my time again. As the scars turn into lessons boy you've been robbed The bodies fell right through boy didn't you expect them to Molly is screaming 'Let me out!' as the boss blacks out the window Noises from the ground shake to the bone Stimulants, excuses, bite the hand that wipes your ass, And bitch until its time for me to go Come on Prometheus take our fire The Gods will rest unassured The books are there for our consumption Now the the ashes are scattered on the floor Get up, get off your horse boy you're nothing special