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Oh, no, shit! I’ll take it as it is
No chemical food coloring or heavy sedatives
They say the truth, truth is meant to be takin' with
Christ on a cracker and some French Merlot
Let’s go, woah, we’ve seen this all before
A Martian and a robot in a porno on your phone
I’ma make a million dollars, I’ma flex it on my phone
I’ma sell shit on my phone, I am a phone
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Woah, what’s insane is the pace of the change on its way
Yet I wake, and I wake and everything stay the same
Life’s a slow burn in a monotonous way
I just want to see some color in this world of gray, what’s say?
Woah, we’ve seen this all before
A mama and a papa and a puppy and a home
Four thousand square feet, a toilet made of gold
But everybody feel so alone (Yeah, yeah)
Rain, wash away the pain
A map of pill junkies and some varicose veins
Look at me, look, look at me, aren’t you entertained?
Numb the real, numb the pain
Sell the lack of shame
No, the sun don’t shine where the Saints ain’t been
The step-wives sing, «Halleluj—»
To the great indifference of you
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