Funeral Diner Lackluster Letras:
this is from the sinkholes of the uninspired this
is the result of the loss of luster on life and my
unsteady hands reach forward for something
luminescent to grasp but my begrudging feet move
to carry me back to my blue collar veracity this
is planned when we're born our lives are mapped
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you know the formula follow the herd I can't feel
any gratification and I don't want to feel any
passion or duress no one should have to experience
the suffocation of their livelihood but we do and
we build these prisons for ourselves be it
children credit cards houses or whatever else we
think we need we toil to support our own hells
well I refuse to be part of a perpetual labor
heartache
Letras: Lackluster Funeral Diner [final]