Starring at my TV, looking at society through my 0, 33.
Shaking in the shackles, bringing back memories of how life's supposed to be.
The rat in my hand is crawling down my gullet.
I've got his tail between my fingers but he's looking for his target.
Crawling down my lungs he's just reached the stomach.
Sure I got a gun, if I only had a bullet.
If you don't know where you're going any road will get you there, but when you stagger down your highway you gotta make peace with your despair.
Walking out my front door, the fat is in the fire.
Let's get high on civilization.
Our souls are on sale, this is where you start.
This is where I stop my negotiation.
For a few dollars more, you're just a brick in the wall.
So reach for yourself, cause you got no one else.
Tonight I'll get dirt on my hands.
It makes those words you told me rhyme.
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- Miscellaneous
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- Best Of Friends
- Wolf Chasing Wolf
- World Against World
- White Diary
- Sounds of the Seventies: AM Pop Classics II
- Wham Bam Shang-A-Lang
- Silver
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- Addiction
- Into the Presence
- 60 Alltime Dance Classics
- Old Times Memories 2.0
- Quart 04
- Rørt og Urørt
- Norway Now Rock 2. Edition
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- Demon Hunter
- Take it Away