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War From A Harlots Mouth
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The District Attorneys Are Selling Your Blood
The irony of process You just sit there, Watching yourself from nothingness Thinking of nothing specific
It is hard To imagine a philosophy By someone Who might not even be able to think
Entertainment from the Slaughterhouse We are the architects of daily Madness We chew up meat with our teeth And destroy things that are better Than us 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
While seeing your world grow He remains a child And now he sees what you are doing And can't undestand
But you actually really don't know What Charlie thinks Because he didn't say anything about Himself
We chew up meat with our teeth And destroy things that are better Than us
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