Time, time, time minutes to go, searching crime Outside, people they're marching the streets We're looking out the windows and hearing them preach Dying like an unborn - you decide Looking like Tut Ankh Amon - mummified The days are gone - He never came Just us waiting - what a shame Reflecting us in pictures - scoring Our relations shit-crapped - boring My full-sized mirror is better than you Now marching the streets is the things you do
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