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A heart that's full up like a landfill A job that slowly kills you Bruises that won't heal You look so tired-unhappy Bring down the government They don't, they don't speak for us I'll take a quiet life A handshake of carbon monoxide With no alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises Silent, silent This is my final fit My final bellyache
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A heart that's full up like a landfill A job that slowly kills you Bruises that won't heal You look so tired-unhappy Bring down the government They don't, they don't speak for final bellyache
0:25
A heart that's full up like a landfill A job that slowly kills you Bruises that won't heal You look so tired-unhappy Bring down the government They don't, they don't speak for us I'll take a quiet life A handshake of carbon monoxide With no alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises Silent, silent This is my final fit My final bellyache
0:25
A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal
