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Radiation Blast

Wouldn't call me happy
Just un-depressed
Wouldn't want to slap you down
You'd fall on your dress
I'm amazed I'm the only one left
You're a good women
And I am a mess
Stupid people making babies
Stupid people always do
Wouldn't call me crazy
Just half past a freak
The world just wants to knock me down
When I'm weak
I stopped to breathe
And then I got high
It's the radiation blast
That spoiled the sky
Stupid people making babies
Stupid people always do
It was you
That made me feel amazing
And you
Take me higher and higher
To the place where I once used to be
It's where I used to be
It's where I'd rather be
It's where I'd rather be
It's where I'd rather be
On Mondays you're always shining
On Sundays you're always crying
I dream along the way
Wouldn't call me lazy
Just slightly undressed
I'd plant my seed right where you thought you could rest
Just try to breathe
This time try not to talk
It's a radiation blast
Crawl to the top
Radiation Blast

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