 Ordinary people do fucked - up things when fucked - up things become ordinary lyrics ( Propaghandi )   
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 Rate Ordinary People Do Fucked - Up Things When Fucked - Up Things Become Ordinary
Artist : Propaghandi
Song : Ordinary people do fucked - up things when fucked - up things become ordinary
Words can’t do justice to pain. seems like they
can’t feel a thing. ordinary people do fucked-up
things when fucked-up things become ordinary. I
can’t promise utopia or a better world. I have
no
Er lures. no harsh punishment if you don’t bite
the hook. it’s a world of shit or bust. there’s
no escape from disappointment. when you commit
heart and soul to earning your place, someone
else
Have to cheer you on. what are you capable of?
you can be the one to string them up and beat
them to death. when you cut the bodies down,
you’ll see the face of your failure and shame.
this is a
D of professional liars: a bleating chorus of
tempered truths, who like pealing church-bells
echo its’ virtues sung over and over and over
again. rotting at the bottom is better than
living as a
. I can’t find the meaning in the great
achievement. when you commit heart and soul to
earning your place, opportunity kills common
sense
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