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Plastic leaders seem like insects
Tortured cities lost beyond
Pleasure films of landscapes dying
Dirt on royal gowns
Get down
The man said to cop religion
All's I want is peace
He said this was the land of freedom
But it's not for free
But I found the answers
But I found the answers
Yeah to the problems
They're in my head, man
Destroy the system
Heavy metal fire fading
Lost again until the dawn
Psychedelic friction healing
Statues carved from gods
Get down
Searching for our true belivers
Please count me as one
But you know I can't be your savior
'Cause I need my own
But I found the answers
But I found the answers
Yeah to the problems
They're in my head, man
Kill the administration
Heavy metal fire fading
Lost again until the dawn
Little sister, she's been saying
Plastic prayers to God
Get down
Heavy metal fire fading
Lost again until the dawn
Little sister, she's been saying
Plastic prayers to God
Get down
Find the answers, yeah to your problems
find the answers, yeah to your problems
I've laid down, Lord
I've laid down, Lord
Visualizing a cool liquid breeze
Demolition and sacred fevers on rivers weeping insanity
Builders of cities, destroyers of worlds
Kings of extinction, I am no longer yours