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virtual bird - propaganda of the deed feat: a day without love lyrics

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you wanna bury your head in the sand
but castles still form in this humble hour
leaders squabble over barren land
till the soil turned red and sour

stock up while you can
try not to blame yourself
the end is close in hand
we’re all gonna burn in h+ll

reckonings don’t come often
suffix doesn’t trail
pretex to the reflex
spend the rest of my life in jail

when i strap elon musk to a table
drive a saw straight through his guts
keep him alive for several nights
i didn’t k!ll the man he just fеll

we fell in love with sat+rdays
fridays i’m in dеbt
we fell in love with empty streets
and the taste of cigarettes

we fell in love with alphebets
but we couldn’t find the words
we fell in love with civil disobedience
but we couldn’t seem to learn
you’ll watch me fall apart popcorn in your hand
when i hit the right beats i’ll get stuck in your t++th
you’ll watch me fall apart alone on stolen land
seek the comfort of your shadow when all else spells defeat

- virtual bird lyrics

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