Cabin Fire - The Slow Death | Текст песни

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• Cabin Fire
• The Slow Death

Our watering eyes follow bright screens as our imaginations run in continuous cycles.

Erecting houses made of crushed morals and smeared lipstick.

We never learn unless it's on primetime.

At some point we must ask ourselves:

"Why have a civilization anymore if we no longer are interested in being civilized?"*

*God Bless America

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