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Gatsby's American Dream
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My Name Is Ozymandias
作词:Robert Darling, Rudy Gajadhar, Kirk Huffman, Mike Kaminsky, Nicholas Newsham, Kyle O'quin
With a wink and a nod look, we're all giving favors There's four pale pinked boys in an accountants hand Examples must be made, discipline must be maintained We're all a little mad here what a joy it is to kill
Kill all my hunger in three minutes and thirty seconds Kill all my hunger in three minutes and thirty seconds 'Cause at the top of the world, we're all just the bottom line
Someone's been shook red-handed Dead stage center at the shit-grin parade Beware, beware, beware of an aging pack of men Who think like cats, wow
And it ain't be part of the future A pox on your phony kings And all night while you slumber You'll dream of electric sheep
Kill all my hunger in three minutes and thirty seconds Kill all my hunger in three minutes and thirty seconds 'Cause at the top of the world, we're all just the bottom line
For we may perish at the hands we must shake 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Our bodies longing for the aches to escape In the filth they'll accept is the filth I'm dragging my belly through
For we may perish at the hands we must shake Our bodies longing for the aches to escape In the filth they'll accept is the filth I'm dragging my belly through
'Cause we're being drowned out in our own fucking sound Now the teenage brigade has opinions And I can't get respect 'cause I'm not at the bar And the teenage brigade has opinions
When I'm weak it is bleak and they're all capping me With their cold metal clutch on us tightly And I can't get respect 'cause I'm not at the bar And the teenage brigade has opinions
So get hip to recouping with youth At the bottom of a rabbit's hole
Do we all sound like this Do we all sound like this
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