.well,it's high time,revolution time
meltdown, Einstein, it's the end of the line
the city's aflame in the summertime
out on dropzone expressway all of the lost ones lie on parade
never forgotten and always afraid
feel the nylon,the kiss of her breath
in life as well as in death.
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