Letra de Gospel machine gun

Tired of the complication
So we birthed a Prozac nation
And fell in love with the CNN
Shoot a man but keep it quiet
Write a book someone will buy it

We search for golden heroes
But in the end no one knows
I guess that´s what TV is for my friend
So keep the suit kid you wear it so well
You hate your life but no one can tell, can tell

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Yeah, they got a better way
A better way, you know, you know
Yeah, they got a better way
A better way, you know, you know

Buried in our superstition
Dug by a politician
So raise your hands to the vampires my friends
So dress it up and pull it apart
And if it sells we´ll call it art
So find out what´s it again
And don´t worry, surgery can fix it
So we fall in love with ourselves again
We inject some contradiction
We all hate but it´s a sweet addiction

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Yeah, what you dream could become
Unless you find yourself too numb again
What you dream could become
Unless you find yourself too numb again, again

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