Everything Goes Cold - I've Sold Your Organs On The Black Market To Finance The Purchase Of A Used Minivan | Текст песни

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• Everything Goes Cold
• I've Sold Your Organs On The Black Market To Finance The Purchase Of A Used Minivan

All the innocents dying around you
You say you give them all your sympathy
It's not the same as the aim I lay claim to
You're not giving them what they really need

All that you take for granted
Is a life up for ransom
The demand is at hand for a transplant
At the shop, there's a van we can finance

You're not worth enough to be sacred,
All you're worth is my transportation
You won't get the best of me, you can't escape your destiny
You're not worth enough to be sacred,
All you're worth is my transportation
You can't stop my master plan to finance my new minivan

All the places I'm dying to go to
All the people your dying will save
I'll have room for seven, and you'll be saving ten
I can help your girlfriend move with your help

You're not worth enough to be sacred,
All you're worth is my transportation
You won't get the best of me, you can't escape your destiny
You're not worth enough to be sacred,
All you're worth is my transportation
You can't stop my master plan to finance my new minivan

After I've made the downpayment
I'll escape before arraignment
I'll travel the world, on the run from the law
And buy ice on the way to make sure you don't thaw

You're not worth enough to be sacred,
All you're worth is my transportation
You won't get the best of me, you can't escape your destiny
You're not worth enough to be sacred,
All you're worth is my transportation
You can't stop my master plan to finance my new minivan

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