Same old S.O.S.
But with brand new broken fortunes.
I could blow everything up.
But, what the hell, why do I care?
There's no guilty when you're dead.
Even now, in the final hour
I'm falling in love
Again
Again
Again.
And for each day I survive
I learn more and more
how to disguise.
'Til the day I blow everything up.
No one is anywhere to save me.
*.log - home
*.mp3 - Morrissey - Life Is A Pigsty
*.txt - same
*.iso - same
*.dvd - Peur[s] Du Noir
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