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Art Of Stealth

I am the master of the art of stealth

I keep my best side all to myself

because the opposite i know all too well

I keep my eyes to the ground so that no-one can tell

that here walks nothing but an empty shell

fed up with the drugs they keep trying to sell

trough the fake floor into a grave i fell

i woke up to the sound of a burial bell

A bastard child of Hollywood blvd.

though none of us have ever even been to California

We know what's going down on Capitol Hill

but for our hometowns we don’t give a shit and never will

Up until my temples i have had my fill

the city is a bitch and she's on the pill

she won't give birth to a single thrill

so come down for the fun and then pay the bill

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