8 foot sativa – the great western cliff-hanger lyrics
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diamond white versus charcoal black
a thousand faceless souls worth less that one soulless face
this is our daily standard
and it makes me sick to my stomach
forgetting all we have learnt
this is a new dawn
the b-tch of things to come
something have got to give and this time i think it should be you
as you sit there mouth agape
shocked by this pixelated distant reality
the press of a b-tton to erase them all
the fecal pacifier in the mouth of the drooling infant
i won’t swallow this sh-t
mere dollars for the fortune teller
to tell them they are worthless
but given the chance
for less i will give them a gun and your signed confession
uh oh, looks like you are sh-t out of luck
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