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Tytuł: New Thrash

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I got so much trouble on my mind,
  That I feel like I'm always sleeping with the enemy
  But I know the real world always gets the last word
  And that's why you gotta kick reality.
  So don't tease me and try to say I should care.
  I might as well go out for mine
  'cause everybody's going out for theirs.
  
  
  So don't tell me about a fake drug war
  Go cut education some more
  The people will one day learn and rise
  Cause not everyone is out to score.
  
  
  People always ask me why people are all fucked up
  At every corner liquor store.