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  • Cut your hair in front of businessmen
    Kill yourself and censor health
    Destroy words and ignore their truth
    Wanna die and have never worked
    I feel like falling,
    I feel like falling
    I feel like falling,
    I feel like falling
    I feel like falling,
    I feel like falling
    I can't feel no need to care
    Narcotic of ambition poisoned my air
    Wearing hate like they wear money
    Sucking down vodka, spitting out
    Perrier, uh huh
    I feel like falling,
    I feel like falling
    I feel like falling,
    I feel like falling
    I feel like falling,
    I feel like falling
    In hateOh, the road is beautiful
    You live stoned in obedience
    Your vanity kills people
    Paint your ego in blood
    Oh, the road is beautiful
    The wall is a reason for you to believe
    There is too many numbers for us to sleep
    The wall is a reason for you to believe
    Because there are too many numbers, numbers, numbers
    Oh, the road is beautiful
    You live stoned in obedience
    Your vanity kills people
    Paint your ego in blood
    Oh, the road is
    B E A U T
    I F U LB E
    A U T I F
    U LBeautiful
  • Cut your hair in front of businessmen
    Kill yourself and censor health
    Destroy words and ignore their truth
    Wanna die and have never worked
    I feel like falling,
    I feel like falling
    I feel like falling,
    I feel like falling
    I feel like falling,
    I feel like falling
    I can't feel no need to care
    Narcotic of ambition poisoned my air
    Wearing hate like they wear money
    Sucking down vodka, spitting out
    Perrier, uh huh
    I feel like falling,
    I feel like falling
    I feel like falling,
    I feel like falling
    I feel like falling,
    I feel like falling
    In hateOh, the road is beautiful
    You live stoned in obedience
    Your vanity kills people
    Paint your ego in blood
    Oh, the road is beautiful
    The wall is a reason for you to believe
    There is too many numbers for us to sleep
    The wall is a reason for you to believe
    Because there are too many numbers, numbers, numbers
    Oh, the road is beautiful
    You live stoned in obedience
    Your vanity kills people
    Paint your ego in blood
    Oh, the road is
    B E A U T
    I F U LB E
    A U T I F
    U LBeautiful