Her name was Jane, she lived alone
She had to go
Barren wastelands in my headConstructive thoughts, all about deadMy mind
Third time round, the big oneAnd no-one will surviveJust count
Why can't you just leave me alone?I can't even go
Well, I've been hearing what you've been saying and it
I've got a hole in my headThey drag me to
I don't want this fucking crapFeeding me this or telling
It's the goodies and the baddies all againBreaking up the
Fucked up land, fucked up livesEthnic cleansing, under darkened skiesLies
No Feeling, I don't careNo Feeling, What a fucking nightmareDead
There's going to be a war, rejoice rejoiceHear the people
As you descend into this living hellHear the door slam
It feeds off your emotionsIt can see, it's in your
Don't you tell me what to be you see'Cos all
It started about 5 years agoI was standing on the
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