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Song Of ShameLet me tell you a story about the man who loved to play with fireHe's the backfired rocketship, he's the seed that never splits Some trees just cant bloom... they'll never Born in a life of opportunity with every chance to excel Instead took his fucking chances with the cheapest goddamn thrills He'd do anything, he'd take anything for a moments satisfaction Sweet seconds of pleasure could never measure to his agonizing life Of addiction In the dark night, he tries to remember a future so bright "It won't happen to me It won't happen to me It won't happen to me" That's what they always fucking say The man who thinks hes-above misery and hurt and harm and pain Is the main who lives his life tightly bound as a slave in chains In chains In chains In chains of a neverending abyss In chains of an artificial bliss And he lives just like a slave For giving his life away for nothing |