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Staring at the window panes Russian roulette with some names on the phone When I stare at your face, are you even alive? Oh my god, you're so fucking intelligent Don't you just love the use of every moron? We always know that we were never the best advocates It's okay From gray to red Holy fuck, I'm impressed Too bad I don't have a pussy to partake While I sit here in sermon chairs Here's our Nobel Prize, let's gamble our demise Staring at the window panes Russian roulette with some names on the phone Hey you, where you from? Nevermind, just leave me alone I drained the well, so the town has no water I cut the powerlines and buried the graves I drank the blood from the fortunate ones And self-destruction 'cause we're all the same Hurry up, trading the gold for cash Letras de cancionesThat's what everyone's saying Don't blame me for post-economical backlash That's what everybody's doing Sometimes, I can't believe myself Consequences in the purest form I see them coming from miles away I'm down with brown town I'm down with brown town (It's only seconds away) From Letras Mania