pulse lyrics – archive

pulse

help!
in this junk
i’m drowning
drowning
how long?
til i sell?
my mother
so i become
important to you
in this junk
drowning
how long?
til i sell
my mother
must i tolerate your sh*t
dwell in your shallow pit
now the thought police
are following me
everywhere
eyes are always
on your children

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