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Ruined Families
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Use your Hands
This must be the place where they promised change But we are buying danger and we sleep again The sun is the excuse when nothing moves The hunt for happiness keeps us mediocre at living Painted trains and ancient remains separate and keep us away and the TV shows what we hate A never-ending moral decay The old world is in front of us The museum shows what we don't see Always on trial it's a way to be free We are judging the judges at last Forever in war with the place I was born
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