Down And Out Songtext
I think Iá¢â¬â¢ll be on my way now, and I doná¢â¬â¢t care about your failures and your headaches that I caná¢â¬â¢t cure. Cause I doná¢â¬â¢t need your business suits, paychecks, and clauses. Integrity is something frauds like you doná¢â¬â¢t possess. Iá¢â¬â¢ll wipe the stars outta my eyes; trust in DIY. Get your filthy hands off whatá¢â¬â¢s mine. Your lazy ways, your lazy face, your lazy games have dragged me down too far. Down and out with battlescars. Suck like a leech. Art is money. Emotioná¢â¬â¢s worthless. And you can teach how failures look so smooth and flawless. Risiná¢â¬â¢ to challenges you can never reach. Just a Big Bloody Satire of something real.
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