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Jingle Balls

The jingles play loud Seducing the crowd With the cheesiest shit From the musically dead But you’re easily led By the costumes and bells And the crap on the shelves That you know you don’t need But you can’t stop the greed Merry Christmas
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Guilt of the Rubicon line

You can’t go back To where you don’t belong There’s no sentimental journey Heading back to the ranch If your family tree has no history Just a...
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A boys mind at fourteen

A boys mind at fourteen Is something that should be seen All those butterflies Aching to be released Every word queuing up Is an arrow waiting to fly...
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The Campaign Trail

When the Chain grips the cogs And you Throw us to the dogs Will you Recycle the lies And wear Your old school ties As you Hoist up the sails To go On...
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Prey

There’s gold in them their teeth glowing from beneath the mouths of those who have traded their souls and paid off their moles for all their secrets...

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