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Napalm Death
Napalm Death — Throwaway
Napalm Death — Throwaway (текст песни)
I’ve slipped the noose, The stackles are off. My naturity fixation outshines. It’s go for broke And fuck it all, With head held higher (than thou) I am the man that used to care. Who was I then? So quizzical with foresight. Now I’ve favoured to saviour the flavour Of nine-to-five intitution. Out with the old, In with the never rgime. I sold my soul to the robotised dream. Breaking bones of contention.