Friday, June 25, 2010

The pride we swallow is cancerous rubble
The trouble we're breeding is straight from the devil
The lies that we're living won't soon be forgiven or forgot
Like war with Iraq
Crimes committed won't ever be admitted
Still know that you did it
Never fooled me for a minute
I lust for the real and find nothing but evil
Common decency don't exist in people

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