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アーティスト:Raised Fist  アルバム:From the North 

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Six-figure salary and still not fed up with insanity. Sound like you are mentally ill and I still wonder why you keep chasing the dollar bill. So fix your lips your hips, acting like 20 and you can’t come to grips with the plague ordinary people call age. You are working overtime, as a banker. Organized crime, leather shoes, expensive watch, big mansion, still you cry at night. Let it be said, you should be fucking dead. Let it be said, they should be dead. How sweet, your kids in the backseat while you smoke and work on the next tweet. Everyone in the gang so happy, then it ends with a bang. A piece of processed food in the corner of your mouth, when you pushed her south and became the man that you did not plan. It was like you could not command your own body. You could not withstand. Done, when done, cash in the hand, zip your pants up, back to a happy marriage and family land. Let it be said, you should be


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