I don’t care. I don’t care. I don’t care. I don’t care. Care if I’m old. I don’t mind. I don’t mind. I don’t mind. I don’t mind. Mind.Don’t have a mind. Get way. Get way. Get way. Get way. Way from your home. I’m afraid. I’m afraid. I’m afraid. I’m afraid. Afraid of a
Sell the kids for food-weather changes moodsSpring is here again-reproductive glands He’s the one who likes all the pretty songsAnd he likes to sing alongAnd he likes to shoot his gunBut he knows not what it meansAnd I say aahh We can have some more – nature is a whoreBruises on the fruit – tender
Come on people now. Smile on your brothers. Everybody get together. Try to love another right now. When I was an alien. Cultures weren’t opinions. [Chorus]Gotta find a way. To find a way. When I’m here. Gotta find a way. A better way. I had better wait. Never met a wise man. If so it’s
Silence, here I am. I am, silence.Bright and clear, it’s what I am. Silence, I am.Mother, father. Father, mother.Death and violence. Exicitement, I am.Dyin’, lyin’. Dyin’, fo to hell—aaoohh!Mother, no was. No mas, Mama.Still, silence. I am, hurt again. I’magine that, crime.Here I am, (chargin’).Dead.Die.
I’ll start this off without any wordsI got so high that I scratched ’til I bled I love myself better than youI know it’s wrong so what should I do? The finest day that I ever hadWas when I learned to cry on command I’m on a plainI can’t complain My mother died every nightIt’s
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