when today has come and gone the sorrows of tommoro will break upon my brow and i shal feel no more.
i will be alone as ever, i will be shattered like my rose.
i will never see his face whole again,
and i shall sing no more.
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livin this lie
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There's a government whip
Cracked a across your back
Where the order of the day
Is don't listen attack
See the blood run down
In your bushwhacked town
Revolution is the gimmick
Of a jokerless clown
Another volley's just the the ammo
For the taxman's gun
Cracked a across your back
Where the order of the day
Is don't listen attack
See the blood run down
In your bushwhacked town
Revolution is the gimmick
Of a jokerless clown
Another volley's just the the ammo
For the taxman's gun