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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2007 10:17 pm
Some say it was a warning Some say it was a sign I was standing right there When it came down from the sky The way it spoke to us We felt it from inside Said it was up to us Up to us to decide
You've become a virus That's eaten up its host We've been watching you with all our eyes And what you seem to value most "So much potential" or so we used to say Your greed, self-importance and your arrogance You piss it all away
We heard a cry We've come to intervene You will change your ways and you will like this And we will wipe this place clean
Your time is tick-tick-ticking away
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2007 2:37 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2007 4:36 pm
Some say it was the porridge Some say it was the rhye I was facing the bowl When it came flying from my mouth The way it hurled forth It came up from inside It was inside of us Up to us to vomit
You've become a shitface That's drinking like a ghost Party time drinking with all our friends And what you seem to value most "So much potential" or so we used to say Your greed, self-importance and your arrogance You drink it all away
We heard of rhye We've heard it come up We will be wiping your a** just like you like And the s**t will be cleaned up
Your stomach throw-throw-throwing up now
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2007 8:09 pm
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