Track One lyrics
My life is a paradox
Seems that i care a lot Meaning that i stare a lot But i don't give a fuck Armchair compassionate Accessory fashion it Get me a character fit to assasinate I generalise criticise amplify Exemplifying what? take a shot Then sell it while the barrel's hot Lying there and rotting thinking what do i crave? Slave to the market market for the slaves I'm just a sucker like you (x4) Social stand-outs with plastic obsessions Commercial handouts for catchy confessions I've got the fear that i'm gonna get afflicted With a means to and end i'm contradicted Lost my integrity just momentarily Grab it's sorry ass and pin the fucker down please Slap it in the face till it quits the hysteric Rhetoric then my friend you can fucking bury it I'm just a sucker like you (x16)
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