Gold it's cold. Diamonds are dead. A limo it's just a car. Don't pretend. Feel what is real. That's it.
Looking for a cure within the human race, eliminate the poor, how much longer will it take. Burning up the tents of the rank and file, exterminate their lives, crack a demon smile.Crushing down, caving in our will to live, getting rid of man's mistakes. To take a lost life, lock it up, break it down, how much more can we take. Fight for freedom, fight authority. Fight for anything, my country its' of me.

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