The other American Way round BABY!

The vicious circle goes round and round
I hate love more than I love hate
I’m a figher
I’m a surrenderer
I’m a murderer and a liar
I’m a believer
I’m a receiver
I’m a heathen and a giver
The shadow express is eating us all
Fly high, fall deep
Bells ring in my ears
Birds sing in major fear
Born at night
Never, never see the light
R.I.P.
Rest in mental poverty
Anywhere in nowhere land
The center of microcosm universe
‘Til Lady Death do us part
Back in her tender arms
Spit on my head
Piss on my back
Jump on my neck
Don’t you ever leave…

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