The news people are wolves
With no life to spare
And working on deadlines
Lusting for human despair
With talk of a bomb threat
And psychopaths for mayor
And hyperbolic tones
To keep everyone scared
And ah ah ah
Gotta keep you and my suicide kit close
He doesn't want to know
She doesn't want to know
All they want to do is...
Fuck, fuck, fuck...
If sadness rules our times
And fear is a drug tale
If love is rarified
And synthesized for sale
And absolute breakdown
And family disarray
The sharks smell the blood around
Take Polaroids of prey
Same disaster
But a different day
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