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2, 3, core... Still yesterday, things were easier to support. Our skin is burning; It's time to pay. There's no escape, no goddamn door. I'm staring at the fucking machine. And I wonder how we've gotten here. Oh! we strongly failed! I've dreamed about it so many times before. Greener grass, breathable air. But flowers still grow on macadam. Take a good look at this place. We strongly failed, what a disgrace (What a shame). Won't ever see a goddamn tree. Oxygen masks, I'd rather die. Still yesterday, I wasn't scare of tomorrow. But while buildings fill the sky, Monoxyde stinks just like our sorrow. I asked my mom "Who should we blame?" Corporate crap like McDonald's? But when she threw her cup to the ground, I understood it was our fault. I know someday, This world's gonna end. But we're too rushed by our jobs to see. It's so close to happening. Aus Songtexte Mania