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Crazy Car

Crazy car. To lead me nowhere, lead me nowhere. Actually,. It's made for that, made for that. I have never seen you cry. But right now baby why-o-why.

Hardcore Guy

I'm a hardcore guy - don't have to tell you why I'm a hardcore guy - I don't. really care I don't care what you say about me I don't give a fuck Cause I.

Our Hero Exits Stage Left...

Àëèñà

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Changing

Personalityyyyy. Immortalityyyyy. . I saw it raining outside, it's raining outside, the changing. . Personalityyyyy. rashionalityyyyy. . fame has died.

Next Bus To New Orleans

Fed Up

Human rights aren't worth much today. Greed and power is what dominates. We'd be better off ruling ourselves. Freedom's never given out. It's something that you have to take.

Âåòåð Íîâûõ Äíåé

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Catch Up With The End

No time for feelings. Or for love. Worship the man. On the bus stop. Brighten the day. Of a woman on the subway. Catch up wtih the end. . Running like a chicken.

My Ex-david

False Hope

I see the same old shit every single day. Living in this town I watch my life just fade away. Small man with a gun trying to prove his worth. Born into this hell I know that I was fucked at birth.

Äåñÿòü Ëåò

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Carzy Car

Crazy Car,. To lead me no where,. Lead me no where,. Actually,. It's made for there,. Made for there. . I have never seen you cry,. But why now baby, why oh why?.

Miguel

Everyday Another Conflict

Don't got no cash or a future and most people don't like me. I don't get so hung up, I don't get so hung up. I'll worry about that tomorrow baby, I've got things to do.

Äàé Ìíå Øàíñ

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Meanwhile In Greenpoint...

Body I Occupy

And in this body that I occupy. I've asked you question that can make you cry. Until you come back and apologize. It's very sinister this land of mine.

Drivin' Down The Road

Drivin' down the road in a stolen car. Trying to get away from this stinking town. Don't wanna be like my mom. Don't wanna be like my dad. Living a structured life.