Paroles de Revolution
The one hundredth beautiful crib deathjust sold to you'll-never-guess
The twisted kid was me,
behold the freak
behold the freak.
A perrenial prodigal guess,
but it doesn't get any better than this.
Kill your first born.
Destroy the norm.
Revolution, revolution, revolution
but it doesn't get any better than this.
Kill your first born.
Destroy the norm.
Revolution, revolution, revolution
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