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Tytuł: Written On The Bourgeois Body

  • Wykonawca: The (International) Noise Conspiracy
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Cut off, not happy not too sad
  State of come right in drugwonderland
  No existence, culture or game
  Advertised by failure and by shame
  (Infringed and death struck) Condemned by freedom rules set
  Not even freemarket can change that
  Lack of life the economy brings
  Turns everything into things, to things, yeah!
  (A blind nostalgia) Ship us downtown for some good old days
  Corrupt the passion and control the space
  Blame the victim so we can get away
  This system turned's all into slaves, to slaves, yeah!
  
  People here are hardly breathing
  Everybody seems to have lost their head
  I don't know about you baby
  But feels like I'm living amongst the dead
  
  People here are hardly breathing
  Everybody seems to have lost their head
  I don't know about you baby
  But feels like I'm living amongst the dead
  
  Cut off, not too happy not too sad
  State of come right in drugwonderland
  No existence, culture or game
  Advertised by failure and by shame, yeah!
  
  Hey! People here are hardly breathing
  Everybody seems to have lost their head
  I don't know about you baby
  But feels like I'm living amongst the dead
  
  People here are hardly breathing
  Everybody seems to have lost their head
  I don't know about you baby
  But feels like I'm living amongst the... Dead!
  
  Written on the bourgeois body
  Written on the bourgeois body
  Written on the bourgeois body
  Written on the bourgeois body
  Written on the bourgeois body
  Written on the bourgeois body
  Written on the bourgeois body
  Written on the bourgeois body