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something so rotten is sinking inside
but my vision is blurry, i can't see the light
the voice of an angel, who might you be?
are you here to save me from this misery?

peanut bj, it's the best kind of snack
watch your back before you're under attack
it's not a promise, but a credible threat
nothing to worry about, nothing to sweat

deku nut thrown out on the floor
sorry to ruin your pretty decor
the curtains on fire, but we let it go
who are we to mess with the system-eco

in a cancer filled world, i'll pick my death
i'd rather the chronic over cocaine and meth
society don't know what's good for themselves
hollywood movies about space ships and elves

i've got an itch that i can't quite scratch
might be a strike out, but we got a match
moth to a flame, lions are tamed
predictable people are always the same

it looks like i've lost this pretty young girl
talking bout politics or the lack of this world
now she's walking away, she's walking away
she's walking away, she's walking away
she's walking away she's walking away
she's walking away she's walking away
she's walking away, she's walking away