12:32, just in time before we go Race cars fast but cool yeah, they walk slow Blood from your nose better believe it'll get ya messy Yeah. I tell no lie
I sleep until there is no light I'm wide awake all through the night Diner may suck but I'll take a bite I do whatever I can My muscles stiffen through
We've got a file on you We've got a file on you We've got a file on you We've got a on you We've got a file on you We've got a file on you We've got
..and stuck into categories we never made defined in ways we never imagined shaped by the words we meant not to say made into something we never were
======= "Technician we want you to build a component for each of our workers to be with them always at all time watch closely so we can keep track
======= If the thought processes of an individual can be permanently limited to the point of strict conformity to an outside source of thought, the said
Crossing some creek or small river somewhere in north, northwest boder of germany, something like that. uhm, yeah, I think it's _____ there something
File me away In your heart someday You just be you I'll be me, okay
My dj's got the cuts and the beats are on We're comin with the limericks and we're comin' strong And the rhythm's on time to every word and rhyme When
If you're wonderin' what's been goin' on If you think I've almost lost my mind My DJ's got the cuts and the beats are on We're comin' with the limericks
File me away in your heart someday You just be you I'll be me ok
Chancrous syphilologist I'm not sure if you understand our kicks this specialized sweep is a soggy donation Rotten milk and a history of spoiled eggs
Do you remember me? Do you remember anything? Don't pretend I didn't make you laugh File it under fun from the past Well, I'm looking 'round the room
Fingerprint file, you got me down Keep me runnin', know my way around Fingerprint file, you got me down Keep me runnin', know my way around Know my habits
It is your new best friend, new eye in your private den And you can find the world inside it every day They know what you did today, hear everything you
In the end what's left Won't be your feathered hair or your fake breasts or your fast food or your slow death. All the rallies and all the marches, All
The best and the brightest are rotting away Yesterday's heroes are garbage today We made the wrong choices, we took the wrong paths It's easier now just
I finally saw you For the first time In two fucking years And i told you i was fine. You told me you had made it through the roughest patch And you tried
