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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | I Am Trouble |
| Album: | Cult of Fake | Genres: | |
| Year: | 2016 |
Length: | 223 sec |
Lyrics:
They don't care The robots are watching, they're bored to death All they have Is standard issue guns and fake evidence Take away One more right to protect us from the terror God bless Democracy and tear gas, now here comes the horror
Here we go again, the sex, the rock Once more to the brink, the fall, the drugs Tomorrow we burn but tonight we be drunk Zero point zero Poor get the blame 'Cause they can't afford a lawyer or good PR like mine I proclaim A national crisis when they can't get online Bred to obey But I won't follow no one without a bigger carrot This great land Won't be conquered from outside 'cause it'll kill itself first
Here we go again, the sex, the rock Once more to the brink, the fall, the drugs Tomorrow we burn but tonight we be drunk Zero point zero I am trouble I am trouble Look, listen, kneel and pray I got the causes, you got the rebels All the monkeys fan the flame Unzip the beast, I am... trouble
Here we go again, the sex, the rock Once more to the brink, the fall, the drugs Tomorrow we burn but tonight we be drunk Zero point zero, don't give a fuck Here we go again, the sex, the rock Once more to the brink, the fall, the drugs Tomorrow we burn but tonight we be drunk Zero point zero, don't give a fuck I am trouble I am trouble (All the monkeys fan the flame)
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