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Your pension schemes
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#647
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Slash and burn
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#648
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nat-west barclays midlands lloyds
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#649
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Sold to advertisers, computer execution line
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#650
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everybody feels sick by the courtesy of dismay
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#651
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You need your stars, even killers have prestige
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#652
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everyone is guilty, fucked up, dunno why, you poor little boy
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#653
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Your idols speak so much of the abyss
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#654
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somebody told me to vote conservative
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#655
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Everyday more numb to agony
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#656
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Yet your morals only run as deep as a surface
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#657
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Every second too precious to try
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#658
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you look at ads all day
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#659
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You know a hole through which you can fall
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#660
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love song cull destroy poem
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