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Big Machine lyrics

I don't know

Because she says so

He's a faggot boy

The TV says so

He's a junkie piece of shit because he says so

All that first-class jet set brings me down, down, down

All that first-class drug shit brings me down, down, down

It's a big machine, it's a big machine

We're all slaves to a big machine

It's a big machine, it's a big machine

We're all slaves to a big machine

All tied up to a big machine

I got houses

Got cars

I got a wife

I got kids

Got money in the bank

Get away without borders

I'm a slave, New World Order

I guess I chose to be

I guess I chose to be

I guess I chose to be

I guess I chose to be

Hope I teach my son how to be a man

Now before he hits 35

Comic book lives don't really have any real life do they now

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