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There's a war going on outside our windows and the casualty count has reached its peak. it's living dead vs. living dead manufactured, born and bred. manipulated to live and live disled.
we are suspended by disbelief and built on our tragedies. we're all so picture perfect like the images on our screens. and now they tell us what we want to believe. we are deceived by what we want not what we need.
we're tired kids from a tired culture. a generation of scattered dreams. pretty people with expensive toys. gorgeous girls fooling desperate boys.
suspended by disbelief and built on our tragedies. we're all so picture perfect like the images on our screens. and now they tell us what we want to believe. well all aboard the titanic headed out for sea.
there's a war going on outside my window where the losing side admits defeat. and if i'm going down i'm taking you fuckers with me. i won't just be another casualty


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