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There’s no discussion Im a diamond in a dirty dozen They dying youngins They brain dead with no concussions Isn’t that something They can’t even tell the time But the time keeps ticking even though they have no eyes It’s fucked up I’m telling you how this world is fucked Our lucks Not enough of it to get our funds up Unless it’s a stick up So get your blicks If that’s not enough then get the bricks up This is fucked This is shit This is you This is us No god that I trust F*ck it all lets kick some dust They pacified They crucify Up on the seat Now watch me bleed They watch you die Walking on a tight rope I fall to my death I asked god if he’s real I was upset I told him I prayed for him And I prayed for a net But all I got was laughs And a broken neck