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    i own nothin' more than the groud that i set on
    so i make myself comfortable cuz i'm the king of the earth
    sitting on my throne of dirt in "a wound this tinkin slums"

    in a rain of a walkin-talking-ticking bombs
    monkey see monkey do in your monkey suit
    monkey do monkey see and you feel agree
    there'll be no "respite" for those who dream by night and dream by day
    soon be zombie keep on dreaming your life away.

    i own nothin more than the groud that i set on, the groud that ı set on
    so i make myself comfortable cuz i'm the king of the earth
    sitting on my throne of dirt in "a wound this tinkin slums"
    in a rain of a walkin-talking-ticking bombs

    they say
    out, damn light
    out, damn light
    they say
    out, damn light
    out, damn light
    out, damn light

    under the great illusion we can start again
    clearer and clearer that's the stat we are in
    under the illusion we can begin again
    did you even notice "i'm a getting came awen(?)"

    they say
    out, damn light
    they say
    out, damn light
    they say
    out, damn light
    out, damn light
    out, damn light
    out, damn light

    out, damn light
    out, damn light
    out, damn light
    out, damn light
    out, damn light
    out, damn light
    out, damn light
    out, damn light

    under the great illusion we can start again
    clearer and clearer that's the stat we are in
    under the illusion we can begin again
    did you even notice "ı'm a getting came awen(?)"