New Mexican Disaster Squad

New Mexican Disaster Squad - Wasting Matches songtekst

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Rat trap, now I know this place is a

Death trap, I'm itchy and I'm shaking

You'd better take a look inside

Tight ship, not only a shadow of a

Dream lost, ambitious boss

The chemicals leave little to hide


So sweep the floors and lock the doors

Here less ain't more

Are you reinforced?


Breathing, living, damaging

Nervous system managing

Breathing, living, damaging

The parts that make us feel

As if we're real


My hands don't feel a fucking thing anymore

My back, it burns like all the thousands before

I think I'm gonna need a break

The clock, it mocks me

I'll destroy this pile and if that's a problem

I'll say it to their fucking face


So sweep the floors and lock the doors

Here less ain't more

Are you reinforced?


Breathing, living, damaging

Nervous system managing

Breathing, living, damaging

Breathing, living, I sing


We're all wasting matches

We're all dropping ashes

On the ground, now we're out
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