To the east coast to the west coast
A new sound of a revolution
Gotta gotta go
Dont know what you been told
This destruction lays with me
Gotta gotta go
Cant believe what I said
What has become of me
Fuck all you poser dicks
Trying to live their life for free
Gotta gotta go
Just plain crazy you stupid dick
Gotta gotta go
Cant believe what I seen
What has become of us
Fuck all you terrorist
Your crazy or just plain dumb
This new sound of a revolution
Gotta gotta go
Birth sign: Cancer
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