L.a.m.f. Lyrics - Saints Of Los Angeles - Motley Crue

Slithering towards the dream 

All infected with the same disease 

Awaiting your flesh to be cloaked in silver 

As the fat rats grovel 

Ready to steal your innocence 

And exploit your soul 

Some will hit their knees 

In a rancid act of desperation 

While others search 

For a hopeless god to save them 

For every four, there will be 100, 000 fallen 

Drowning in a cesspool of awareness 

That they have failed 

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