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Tired of oozing sentimental like a candy store Tears trickling down like blood from a sore Cause your sun don't shine anymore It's just a manufactured star on a worldwide tour C'mon try to touch somebody with your ten foot pole Microwave yourself put some fire in your soul Instant joy being bottled and sold It's a new genration wearin' a sugar coat What you so busy lookin' for When you know you're already there But we keep wanting more Yeah we keep wanting more But we end up with less Watch the smoke you blowin' don't inhale the fumes So busy flossin' but it don't get to the root I'm so sick of tryin' to consume Another one trick pony singing in my living room (Thanks to Rafael for these lyrics) From Letras Mania