Energy in my heart is of chemical foam
A street of taxis, worn tires, blood and flesh
Behold all that is liberty is a parody of Utopia
A shining boulevard of buyers and giga-movies

Minor depression is nonsense, La vie en Rose is on sale
They say you should know you are happier than you realize
Dying literacy is systematically auto-killed
The formaldehyde street of buyers and hanging wires

Moisturize that dry synergy with artificial sweetener
Raining money into the high-rise mega-temples
You cannot write the word "ignorance". The future is on sale!
Push aside and laugh at the karmic tale saying it's superstition

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Now it is coming to you, giving off a stench and devouring your shadow
The parade of terror is coming, and it is in your name

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The roaring MC becomes a lethal dose for the public
On the street of cripples, selling diamonds and battered Tao
Behold all that is liberty is a parody of Utopia

Rely on SSRI and say "hi-ho" in the coffee shop
Minor theory is flimflam, hedonism is on sale
It is non-repayable, it has reached the point of no return

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Now it is coming to you, giving off a stench and devouring your shadow
The parade of terror is coming, and it is in your name

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Now your shadow procreates as if the ground is being smothered
The parade of lunacy is coming, and it is in your name

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