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bad//dreems - salad lyrics
no empathy inside of me
i turn the page, staring at the screen
american carnage and a taste for the sordid, i asked for chaos but i only got order
i can’t dance i can’t c-m in the shower
i sleep for days and i don’t get paid
another f-cken playlist curated for the beige.. i fell asleep in the knacker’s yard
ident-ty politics and a cruise guided missile
straight to the heart of the matter of fact
i had a bender for 7 days, richard wilkins was there and his face melted off
the war is boring and you’re boring too
wrap your d-ck around a c0ke can, give them a run for your money now i’m a creature of my southern comfort
no way, get f-cked, f-ck off!
live and die in the public eye
you body shame me until i swallow my pride
i give you all what you wanted of me
but you don’t win friends with salad anymore
i broke the city with a knife in your lumber.. i’m sunbaking on a feral beach
sitting in a drunk tank on melbourne street put your tips in early and the beers are free
life and death in the public mess
moral p-rno on the tv screen
i drew the short straw if you know what i mean
red top, hunt em’ down, mean machine
back and forth since ‘77
i was looking for h-ll but i only found heaven
up down and around and around
now the mighty have fallen with their feet on the ground
my words are your words your words are my words
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