We’ll All Fall Down In a pet shop behind glass A little animal dying on display Life… Mass produced for consumption Life… Living toys that better play But it doesn’t mater No need to ask questions when all you have to do is behave From the cradle to the grave Shame… Shame on the fool that believes what he’s shown Shame on him twice as he thinks what he’s told Shame on us all, swept away by the crowd Oh carefree, sweet people, silent is that sound Of a world which crumbles and collapses, as we all fall down For...
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- March 26, 2009
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