Critical Mass Lyrics by Sybreed
Circumstances seem so fool: it’s what I think about
As the morning come on a new f#ckin’ day
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Circumstances seem so fool: it’s what I think about
As the morning come on a new f#ckin’ day
We must play our lives like soldiers in the field
But life is short I’m running faster all the time
Disillusioned yet fascinated
With bitter cruelty you deny the sanctity of flesh