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What a nice place to raise children

Forrest, field and countryside,

Forrest, field and countryside.



Fishes upsidedown in rivers

Everything is so alright,

Everything is so alright



First impressions always distort objectivity

With a surface clean the etiquette now praises

a landscape reigned by idiots, fucked by slavery and disease

a closer look, it's so satiric to me



I'll no longer care for problems aching someone else's chest

You suffocate these blackened days in consumption at it's best

I'll listen to my heart and I keep following my path

I'm by myself and this is all I ever had



What a nice place to raise children

friendly cops, violent at night

friendly cops, violent at night



a beating bat to save the country

to keep everything alright

to keep everything alright



as I look around the corner counting people staring skies

full of emptyness, betrayal greed and fear

I'm glad I found the point to follow just my own advice

praise the emptyness, high I raise my beer



I'll no longer care for problems ache in someone else's chest

You can't relate to mistakes we made. You're not better than the rest.

I'll listen to my heart and I keep following my path

I'm by myself and this society's dead to me.

I'm by myself and this society's dead to me.

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