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Born Against

One more just passed me by. I'm running out of fake interest in everybody doing shit. I think about ten months ago when I was drinking in Seattle about

The Marlboro Man's Dead and so are all his cowboys their propoganda killed my motehr preyed on force of habit te Marlboro Man is dead and so are all

I want to see the finger pointed at those claimed to have crossed the line I want to bleed their dull lives dry I want to spit on all the unwritten laws

something exciting to say they STILL wouldn't air you because you'd be wearing your extra large "Fuck Censorship" t-shirt and a long, long, long time ago, long before you were evn born

I would like to crush your pointed head You fucking puke I think you wet the bed I would like to punch your stupid face Grab you by your punk rock hair

There was this friend of mine, needed something we couldn't give convenient answers and a cheap way out killed himself without actually dying, took a

Once again the battle field is your body and those who want control have laid down their terms in black & white and red all over they keep the backstreet

I'm irrelevent except for a brief walk on role as the less articulate heir to a bunch of people who had a purpose and a plan all is shit and chaos araggghhbnbt

OK Mister media relations, hired & fired in the space of a sentence, and somewhere in between you bounced back at me, I can't believe the garbage you