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Song of the day.
4/24/2010
Amphetamines
Now I'm breaking slowly,
media is screaming in my ears.
But they can't control me;
can't live of my insecurities.
So take a breath of amphetamines.
Laugh at all the kings and queens.
I don't really care
but by all means
cut out the hearts of our sullen teens.
Education teaches us.
Sit down; stand up, don't make a fuss.
Break the bank; not break the rules;
We'll become the governments next tools.
Can't catch a break; only catch the crutch.
Our great city has a poison touch.
A child born to a broken home.
A home born to a broken land.
So take a breath of amphetamines.
Laugh at all the kings and queens.
I don't really care
but by all means
cut out the hearts of our sullen teens.
And as the sky burns out
and the ground caves in.
We forget who we are
and let death cling.
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Stop.
I take a breath of amphetamines,
but can't laugh at all the kings and queens.
It seems I really care
and don't by any means
cut out the hearts of our sullen teens.
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