We don't think in terms of morning afters, and we don't utter a single word of night befores. In the meantime we're just thoughtless incessant buzzing apparatus. Disillusioned and lonelier than the last man standing. It doesn't get any better than this so run like hell. This is a rock and roll takeover. Living each day one night at a time. There were mercy fucks, there was blood. You should have been there by my side. This is a passion... 

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