The frontier's closed, the horizon is black
The seeds of fortune
it could be late one nite or the middle of
* - first demo as a six piece, in Culver
the info-mercial home shopping club. the money flows from young
i went out walking just had to think all day
i need to say my life has turned around today.
it seems more and more the future's filled with uncertainty
Hangin' around, we've got nothing to do
Ain't got much money
i don't understand the fucked up shit we do and
Gonna be a fight tonight
We're moving in, we're taking over
We're
I see them everyday, strangers in a way
But I know
My minds a shambles, I can't get straight
I'm so afraid,
i looked at you with curiostiy
but when you looked
there was a time not long ago when we'd get
this is a story of so-called friends, just opportunist, take
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