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livin' in this modern world everything goes to hell rioting in the streets, i'm livin' by my law running an endless race to society's constant struggle rip it up, tear it down, forget toilet trouble why am i losing sleep so many problems need solved fighting an endless battle on and on and on sometimes i really think that maybe i should do the same i just can't seem to get it right time and time again i've got the key to the clownhouse, it's mine and mine alone i'll open the door and jump right in when i feel alone life is just a freak show and how much can one take? welcome to the center ring a world of fucking snakes the sick, the homeless, no set guarantees starving in the cold in the streets a part of you and me challenge time, break the ice, give this world a song hold the key in the palm of your hand and still we break the law the story of a man who lives in a cardboard box he's tangles and he's webbed all up where do i get off? livin' on travsted hope he's caught himself depression use the power of the human mind to destroy all your pressure society's clownhouse and everyone's a freak just paint a smile on the poeple's face you won't even see their frown life is just a circus and now it's your turn to play it's an artificial world you're livin' in today an old lady was hit by a car another hit and run used to live in a trash can amongst the whining scum the world to her was just as black as night now she lies dead in the street with a pie in her face

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