I'll get the last word I'll get the last laugh as sure as the room is growing cold I'll have the last word I'll have the last laugh as sure as my blood is running cold
my god sits in the back of the limousine my god comes in a wrapper of cellophane my god pouts on the cover of the magazine my god's a shallow little bitch trying to make the scene
A sword that is displayed without it’s sharpness it strikes the heart clumsily and hits the wall Because of history, the future can be carved on anyone Surmounting pleasure and pain Medals hung from the hands
It’s good to laugh, that’s your favorite phrase Living here, where miracles are swept away violently Doing something because it looks good, doesn’t mean it’s right
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I'll get the last laugh
as sure as the room is growing cold
I'll have the last word
I'll have the last laugh
as sure as my blood is running cold
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my god comes in a wrapper of cellophane
my god pouts on the cover of the magazine
my god's a shallow little bitch trying to make the scene
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it strikes the heart clumsily and hits the wall
Because of history, the future can be carved on anyone
Surmounting pleasure and pain
Medals hung from the hands
It’s good to laugh, that’s your favorite phrase
Living here, where miracles are swept away violently
Doing something because it looks good, doesn’t mean it’s right
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