And so it is here we grow old before our time In this fearful new world With such boring people in it One can only find solace in destruction To see them crushed like your own dreams End all hope for them And make them just like you Company doesn't make misery any better But schadenfreude will do just fine Each new day is like A blind man getting back his sight And slowly realizing he doesn't like anything he sees Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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