Not So Random Lyrics

by Azreel | January 28th, 2009

I talk of freedom,
You talk of the flag.
I talk of revolution,
You’d much rather brag.
And as the decibels of this disenchanting
Discourse continue to dampen the day,

The coin flips again and again, and again,
And again as our santity walks away.

All this discussion,
Though politically correct
Is dead beyond destruction
Though it leaves me quite erect.
And as the final sunset rolls behind the earth
And the clock is finally dead,
Ill look at you, you’ll look at me
And we’ll cry alot,
But this will be what we said:

Look where all this talking got us baby.

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