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Published on Nov 24, 2010
Artist: Have A Nice Life Album: Deathconsciousness
what has become of all of us, all ceilings, all skies is that, the stars can swim a thousand dark miles before they ever see the floor again with their backs against the wall on these last days but then, we knew that would happen anyway you drop that pitch-black pall over us, one and all, again to propel your national machines giving us all the disease, but not the vaccine a thousand tiny lives disappear into the black depths I guess I thought I'd feel something but I didn't yes, that's a myth I would give anything for a cool glass of water without this poisonous oil no it's never going to be good enough there's no air anywhere it's all money now wouldn't you do the same?