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My philosophy of catastrophe no doubt is coming after me, but I can chop that down like a family tree. The givers, the takers, the losers, money makers

Raise up the flag on the circus tent You might miss America when it's gone You might miss America when it's gone You might miss America, Paranoid hysteria You

at all tonight We're in the city The city of the dead Ain't nuthin pretty When you've lost your head (your head!) No god won't save you 'cause he don

beats and the dirt bags, might give you something that you never had Don't get political, just keep it minimal, now can you get with that or are you typical

s money to be made off someone else's pain Time can turn it's back on you, leave you broken and asking for A little bit more and less to lose, you lie

your face is a mess Come on, Destroy Destroy what you enjoy Come on, Destroy Destroy what you enjoy Come on, Destroy Destroy what you enjoy Come on, Destroy Destroy what you enjoy Enjoy

your face is a mess Come on, Destroy Destroy what you enjoy Come on, Destroy Destroy what you enjoy Come on, Destroy Destroy what you enjoy Come on, Destroy Destroy what you enjoy Enjoy

, everyday) It's not irrational to get emotional, people love to indulge the sensational Don't blame society when you lie to me, might be invisible but you

My philosophy of catastrophe no doubt is coming after me, but I can chop that down like a family tree. The givers, the takers, the losers, money makers