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I have no use for these crumbling relicsThe message they send means nothing to meThese awkward shitholes we build them they fall downNobody questions their right to beWouldn't you like to go out to the country?Hide ourselves out there..I have no use for these crazy defencesThe message you push don't mean shit to meWhen all these faults can be proven so quicklyIt's not rocket science...Wouldn't you like to go out to the country?Hide ourselves there so completely?There must be someplace here where the rules don't apply... From Letras Mania