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30. Aug. 2007, 5:56

When they come for me, I'll be sitting at my desk, with a gun in my hand, wearing a bulletproof vest singing "my, my, my, how the time does fly, when you know you're going to die by the end of the night." Stuck in a Catch 22. So Lets Go Nowhere, everything is always falling apart. Grab some Leftover Crack and Rock The 40 oz. Take Everything Girl, now you've changed up everything girl. Never going to be one of The Specials, because i know you know you're just a little bitch. She Knows Her Way, since her chest is a window, you can always see her heart. Less Than Jake, but Just Like Frank. She's just like anyone, she's just like anybody. Sell Out! I don't think it'll be so bad, i know it won't be so bad. Fuck creating The Suicide Machines, just be yourself, the one and only. Late at night you would tell me it would all be fine, realized that our doubts weren't just mine. Don't Go, let's take it back to how it all began: with a proposition. It's too late now though, Everything Went Numb. I'm just a Choking Victim, his maneuver often restores my breath. At least, that's The Impression I Get. I'm not a coward, I've just never been tested. I'd like to think that if I was I would pass. Stuck in a Bad Town, they call it a scene and i call it disaster. Welcome to the world of the Civil Disobedients, we're about to attack so you better plan your defense. You'd better start to move your feet, to the rockin'est, rock-steady beat. Let the Madness begin. We are The Slackers of tomorrow, didn’t lose the battle, didn’t give up the fight. So, What Went Wrong?

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