Don't look down, we're on the edge
Yay some pride, vanity is all you need.
Nauseous from all the shit were fed.
Noose your heart and watch it bleed.
Oh no ma, rock and roll is dead.
And for the material you've become a slave.
The shit were fed went to our heads.
Can't take it with you down to your grave.
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I liked it. Keep it up.
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