Paroles Britain And Structure de Eleventh He Reaches London

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All I am fiction incarnate, anchored songs from a womb or lairAll I hate Britain and structure, fiscal goals for a house to shareOf the grain and land I'll never have, I'll be caught in another man's house, though I'll spend my life in prisonI'm the best I'll ever getYou'll wait and write me letters, I'll reply to every one, you'll feel good about being loyalBut I'm the best you'll ever haveThoughts will crack my skull, so I lay to sleep through weather, I'll toil awayThere's no ship of change, so I lay to sleep through weather, I'll never be homeThoughts will crack my skull as I dig my fingers into the breach for nothing, I'll toil awayThere's no ship of change, so I lay to sleep through weather, I'll never be homeI'll toil awayI'll be held never, so lay and moanI'll be drained lifeless, and lay and moanIn my head I'll never let you go, bullshit chivalry, extinction is okay to bareI'll write with my liver, hamstrung literature, explaining my ruinThere's a reason why I drink, there's a reason why I'll die here singing along to comfortless verses and smashing glasses of wine to prove my pointThere's a reason why I stole, there's a reason for as long as I can remember, I've wanted to kill myself to prove a pointThere's a reason why I stole, there's a reason for as long as I can remember, I've wanted the world to know me alive through death

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