Feeling my paradise lost
At the expense of what it cost.
No
Always unpredictable,
Man I feel invincible
These drugs are so incredible
THE
Breathe, breathe in my sin
Mom says I should breathe to
Cruisin' down Woodward
With my axe on my back
A bum hit
The sun drips down on a far away, ha ha,
Sunday, is just like any other day
It always forgives me
Quietly my life fades slowly
My timepiece ticks away
The future bleak,
Pulsing rhythms, clanking steel
The use for humans at the wheel
The
Who to hate
Who to love
Who to worship up above?
Who to
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