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Fun
You know I know, it's really no surprise
we live our lives buried in packs of lies
Reality is a state of love and trust
(someone said true love can start as lust)
This beginning marks the nearing end
of course your lost, you never win
load up on drugs, the time is drawing near
what must occur is becoming clear
Find your friends and clean them well
one by one watch their insides fail
and I was once, just like you are now
but I can't really explain quite how
to find what's good, and make it yours
the poisons seeming from all your pores
Winters here, and now it's so fucking cold
I used to do all that I was told
my soul is tied, tired, bought and sold
I bought a gun.... it's growing cold
because you see it's really plain
these rhyming words are proof that I'm insane
and yesterday... I bought a gun... hold onto your asses people
this might be fun....
