The Blackjaw
msa mad society anthem
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No flags in business, the perfect fair campaign at the right moment, these words are not for free.
Our daily food, feed the misery, again, nice morbid child, show your toys.
The world ate a part of itself.
Would you pass me that country, please?
A new city rises up, tons of food is wasted, suit up markets, suit up clients.
The world ate a part of itself,
Would you pass me that country, please?
The first time I see you dirty mister, it will be my pleasure, steal it all from you, empty my heart out, that's enough.