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The Dying Revolution The dying revolution is near... Is it death most fear? But why When it is so perfect and clear Quiet and carefree Take me away Blacken my soul Become the rotting corpse in the ground Save me from the true hell that is life! Stressed out Freaking out Wanting to do what I cannot Outcast in society Crying over love Paranoid of every little fuckin thing Maybe medication can be my best friend Fuck all of the above and let it all come to an end The dying revolution is near... Is it death most fear? But why When it is so perfect and clear Quiet and carefree Take me away Blacken my soul Become the rotting corpse in the ground Save me from the true hell that is life! Look at the state of the union Future looking dim All the ignorant dip shits in the White House Pissing on the people Hiding the truth It is not hard to tell We have one hell Of a maroon ruining the greatest country Sending hundreds to death No message sent Fuck this and fuck you! The dying revolution is near... Is it death most fear? But why When it is so perfect and clear Quiet and carefree Take me away Blacken my soul Become the rotting corpse in the ground Save me from the true hell that is life! Just like before I am nothing Years and years More incapable then ever Wish my life was a never Fuck my sorry worthless life and me Fuck every other no name low life Piece of fuckin pathetic shit around me Fuck every so-called important ass wipe Just fuck it all and make it go away! The dying revolution is near... Is it death most fear? But why When it is so perfect and clear Quiet and carefree Take me away Blacken my soul Become the rotting corpse in the ground Save me from the true hell that is life! |
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