laced with arsenicblanched in plasticit's a terrible waybut I've got nothingnew to sayblind as a batanywaythe world turning darkas we playguess I got somethingthey can not takeawayborn in fuel and setablazeI don't know I don'tcaredon't confuse meand turn me intoclayI think I've gotsomethinganywaytoes turning blackas I saythere's no easy noeasy wayfull of guilt and ofshamethe world still turnstill we blow it awayheyI've had my two centsand its never enoughnot worth nothinganyway
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