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1x large Highest Bitter 4" sq
2x holographic skulls 3" cir
2x random MADD stickers
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lyrics
Sick of the spinning rock
Cynics the empty talk
Divisions the masks of God
It’s too much already lost
If you see it the same way
What is there left to save anyway
When all I do is squander squander
Born in a gold mine
And I threw it away
A thoughtless impulse
The money laundered
I spent a fortune to get stuck with the change
Brain dead I saw a light
In faceless and endless night
One thing tore down the dark
Feeding the only spark
If we see it the same way
What is there left to say anyway
Climbed in the cage
For a riddle to ponder
I spent a century plotting my escape
A homeless coin with nowhere left to wander
The heights of heaven are just more of the same
It’s not a guess now
It’s a guarantee
My last words will be you’ve gotta be kidding me
I set a high bar
And that’s on me
But I can’t get low enough
To let down easy
It’s not a guess now
It’s a guarantee
My last words will be you’ve gotta be kidding me
If you see in the same
What is there left to save anyway
It only matters when we say
We have only what we make
From a distance to display
We are all that we’ve had this whole way