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Plutonium

アーティスト:Solé  作詞:HOLLAND TIMOTHY A  作曲:HOLLAND TIMOTHY A 

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Thank the loyal servants for being so loyal, soon they'll be happy and very safe; if not, sent off like a pigeon with his head cut off. if it wasn't for the guillotine, there would be no umbilical cord. isn't it pitiful? at our pinnical, they make it sound so pinnocchio. that's how i know it's so dumb, it could even write its own article. give me a break, the great big break that breaks your back and chews my fingers off 'til it's safe to laugh again, or at them. put the coals back in my eyes again, and away from the fire that burns out our loved ones and takes its toll out on me. 'cause good luck is always keeping minutes we gotta stay in play, so don't run out of tokens. plus the machine needs warm bodies. plug the pipes if you still got skulls; if there's time to muddy the hands then there's time to study the flow of the blood in the lay of the land running off and eroding our relatives with red, white, and blue christmas lights in the greatest kingdom. i say it's a crop and i'm a lousy meal, a lousy liar amongst so many bad actresses and not enough stimuli left to light an oven pilot. so how can i not be negative? my own cliche, my would-be peers more caught up with image than speaking than truth, and if that's the only truth you can come up with, go fake some bravery like the rented camaraderie in the human lottery. whatever year it is, i'm still sick. can't hate the sky for being gray or the bad poem that we live out every day. twenty minutes outside the city, or fifteen years from over the hill, with enough time to kill braincells to fry; you all gonna fry with me. it must be, you all gonna fry with me...


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