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Somewhere Inside The Oakland Heights Lyrics - Artist : Primitive Radio Gods
Gave a secret if you have taught us to fight
I do what they tell us, and say what they write A road to hell is paved with good intentions A road to hell is paved with the latest inventions False, black and melted Somewhere inside the Oakland Heights As far as close to old and dissident bright It's slow but joyful dying laugh I just fell upon the cracks So you programmed laughing instead I will never hurt I will never hurt I will never hurt I will never hurt you I will never hurt you I will never hurt A day job [?] a black job's all right Now do what they tell you, I'll say what they write To fight class defense, to fight class defense Everyone's happy, everyone's sad Then we'll never be friends Somewhere inside the Oakland Heights As far as close to old and dissident bright It's slow but joyful dying laugh I just fell upon the cracks So you programmed laughing instead I will never hurt I will never hurt I will never hurt I will never hurt you I will never hurt you I will never hurt I wanted to see West Virginia One last time they fall apart An everlasting time, this road's flashed in Virginia in the dark This road's flashed in Virginia, give me time I cannot believe we're there everyday I do what they tell you, I like what they say And when old man lived what they served clear All we can do is try and stand in the way And stand in the way Somewhere inside the Oakland Heights As far as close to old and dissident bright It's slow but joyful dying laugh As you touched the photograph If your mainstream's slow instead Falling over them... |
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