Orchard Cycles - Robbing Banks(y) | Текст песни

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Poetry written in blood cannot be outdone by your cookie cutter prose
Save your breath for the lemmings who can't wait to compare theirs to yours
Slap me on your easel doll, show me off, I'm yours
Kitten, I'm smitten, for all the time I think you've put it

If I have to see one more piece of attention art
I'm gonna shoot myself right in the throat
You won't notice till the pools make your installation float
Charcoal your eyes bring up the price
Market value doesn't atone for the shit you don't give

All the good fascists sell out

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