I got a message from the screen subliminal
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Like a sign saying no-one cares no more
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And all the networks and the TV stations
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Feed me lies and simple explanations
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But they can't fool me on the state of this nation love
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You still need my hands to feel
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You still need my heart to bleed
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Cause your lips taste just like money
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You start a fire and it smells like chemicals
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As you get higher you will hit the all time low
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And does the network and the TV stations
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And the lies, the sex, the fake relations
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Tell you something about the state of the nation love
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You still need my hands to feel
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You still need my heart to bleed
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Cause your lips taste just like money
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Just like money
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Concrete high rise I need no pitty
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On the sky train crossed this city
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Jesus died and God's gone missing
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Take your skin off it might fit me now
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Love is dead and you're so pretty, baby
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You still need my hands to feel
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You still need my heart to bleed
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Cause your lips taste just like money
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You still need my lungs to breathe
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You still need my eyes to see
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Cause your lips taste just like money
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Just like money
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Just like money
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Just like money
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Just Like Money
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| Kent |
