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Song of the day;;


'Cause everybody's on drugs

Kill yourself is what they said to me
I'm already dead, just differently
They say god is real, I disagree
'Cause if that were true, then we'd all be free, all be free (yah, yah)

Running from something that's killing me
Dealing with such an uncomfortable feeling
Beginning to feel the hostility
From my ability
Of slowly becoming the villain
I just wanna thank all my fans especially
Without you is the death of me
I don't consider myself a celebrity
But I'll be doing this shit till I'm 70
This is my destiny
This is the best of me
It's an incredible feeling to grow
Letting it go
I'm letting you know
We are killing ourselves on the low

Everybody wants some
Everybody gets none from me

'Cause everybody's on drugs
It's hard to believe
The American dream
Is a killing machine
We're all falling in love
With a new disease
And if it's killing you
Then it's murdering me
It's all getting so unbelievable
We're having so much fun
Staring down a loaded gun
And you don't see that it's killing you
'Cause everybody's on drugs

Save yourself is what I'm telling you
'Cause nobody else, really has a clue
Into your veins, like heroin
Accept the pain, just to feel again

Everybody wants some
Everybody gets none from me

'Cause everybody's on drugs
It's hard to believe
The American dream
Is a killing machine
We're all falling in love
With a new disease
And if it's killing you
Then it's murdering me
It's all getting so unbelievable
We're having so much fun
Staring down a loaded gun
And you don't see that it's killing you
'Cause everybody's

Everybody is dead from the neck up
Trying to keep their heads up
Searching for a way out
This is a dying nation
So complacent
Spirits need awakened
What are we waiting for
(Fuck)

Die motherfucker
Die motherfucker, die

'Cause everybody's on drugs
The American dream
Is a killing machine
Everybody's on drugs
If it's killing you
It's so fucking
We're having so much fun
Staring down a loaded gun
And you don't see that it's killing you
And you don't see that it's killing you
'Cause everybody's on drugs

'Cause everybody's on drugs
The American dream
Is a killing machine
'Cause everybody's on drugs
If it's killing you
Then it's murdering me
'Cause everybody's on drugs

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Olen nyt ajan hermoilla, sillä tämä biisi on julkaistu käsittääkseni tänään. Eipä mitään, uusi musiikki on aina kivaa ja mä olen aina tykännyt FIR:istä. Voi tosin johtua siitä, että tykkään Ronnie Radkesta. Hmm. Vissiin Eskimo Callboyltakin pitäis tulla tänä vuonna uutta musiikkia, sitä en malta oottaa! En muista oliko Hollywood Undeadiltakin tulossa jotain uutta tänä vuonna, ois kyllä kova.

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