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[amanandaguitar]

the car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel
and the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
and a dark wind blows

the government is corrupt
and we're on so many drugs
with the radio on and the curtains drawn
we're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
and the machine is bleeding to death
the sun has fallen down
and the

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[_take_notice]

it's beautiful.

[amanandaguitar]

why thank you. even though i didnt write it.