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Estate
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Ten Seconds
This is a meeting of the torn down A celebration of progressive standstill A place for the to-be-addicts For them to learn how to sing and dance Stances and rhymes Nothing beats a well-worn out slogan Whistles and chimes Just for the fun of it The war paint's drying It's drying up before they even ad a chance to put it on The cheers are fading Yeah, and I'd bet that it was both the best and worst nightmares he's ever had How does is feel to be your very own worst fear? Hold on to the thought of getting out of there This is the comeback of the coked-up A demonstration of style over substance A place for self-entitled heroes For them to thrive and to come undone Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Stances and rhymes Nothing beats a worn-in way of thinking Sex and lies Just for the thrill of it The war paint's drying It's drying up before they even had a chance to put it on Yeah, and I'd bet that it was both the best and worst nightmares she's ever had A strange device A strategy for coping with deceit and drama The amateur The conqueror They try and fail And try again Where are we now? Ten seconds away from the bitter end
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