Текст песни Reed Lou - N.y.stars
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The stock is empty in our eyeball storeAll we got left, a few cataracts and soresThe faggot mimic machine never had an idesMission impossible, they self destruct on fearOn a standard N.Y. night ghouls go to see their so called `stars`A fairly stupid thing, to pay five bucks for a 4th rate imitationThey say:` I`m so empty, no surface, no depthOh please, can`t I be you, your personality`s so great.`Like new buildings, square, tall and the sameSorry, Miss Stupid, didn`t you know it was a gameI`m just waiting for them to hurry up and dieIt`s really getting to crowed hereHelp me N.Y. starsContributions accepted all the sameWe need new people storeRemember, we`re very good at games