Have A Nice Life - Waiting For Black Metal Records To Come In The Mail lyrics

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What has become of all of us, all ceilings, all skies<br />

is that, the stars can swim a thousand dark miles<br />

before they ever see the floor again<br />

with their backs against the wall on these last days<br />

but then, we knew that would happen anyway<br />

you drop that pitch-black pall<br />

over us, one and all, again<br />

to propel your national machines<br />

giving us all the disease, but not the vaccine<br />

a thousand tiny lives<br />

disappear into the black depths<br />

I guess I thought I'd feel something but I didn't<br />

yes, that's a myth<br />

I would give anything<br />

for a cool glass of water<br />

without this poisonous oil<br />

no<br />

it's never going to be good enough<br />

there's no air anywhere<br />

it's all money now<br />

wouldn't you do the same?

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