Burn down the fucking world!
Put on your goddamned dancing shoes.
This time it is for real.
A party of sycophantic repetition.
Smell the fat of the rich burn
And the innocence of the children leave the building.
Lets dance with the dead tonight.
for tomorrow we are born again.
Piss stained and still drunk
It is urgent
At the end of the world
Dont leave a shot half empty.
cause this shot gun is loaded.
Two shots.
One for you.
This is what happens one night at a time.
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