(tonight the [...] is going to begin.)
You could tackle the trainer then run for two days
Through the end of all ghettos, a junkyard in the rain
She appears in a hail of carbon and steam
With a hissing of brakes and a fire-alarm scream
Chorus:
Let me in, let me in, let me in oh please--1,000,000%, 1,000,000%
And you cannot escape her--no creator!
And you love and you hate her--no creator!
And you should have [...]--no creator!
You’re no fuckin’ saviour--no creator!--chorus
(oh, dear, what a mess.)
It’s the [...] disaster, run faster and faster
Run, run, run!
Let me in, let me in...
(what a little whore you are!)
(oh, my god.)
(can I piss on your friend? )
The new day dawns and another one spawns
The new day dawns and another one spawns
[...? ]
(the herald of the new age!)
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