| A wise old novelist once said that anybody could rig up their own border. | |
| Just rent a cheap trailer, a port-a-john, a little bumberbarticle over the highway, a guy in a funny suit to collect immigration material, you've got a state. | |
| These days things are kind of discinigrating, stateless is gettin' to be a scary word. | |
| I used to think it was a beautiful, beautiful dream. | |
| Fly away like a bird, birds get shot down | |
| Feeling kinda gray, | |
| I've been inside to long | |
| Gotta head outside, and think it over | |
| A plain kinda life, staring into space too long | |
| Gotta head for the highland, see you again | |
| Words still cannot be enough (Nooo) | |
| Words still cannot be enough (Nooo) | |
| Eeeexxxiiitttt | |
| It's fate, it's fate | |
| Going insane, living with a sweet mask[?] | |
| Gotta get away, and think it over | |
| I like disservence, | |
| I like it when it all goes wrong | |
| At least I feel something | |
| Words still cannot be enough (Nooo) | |
| Words still cannot be enough (Nooo) | |
| Eeeexxxiiitttt | |
| It's fate, it's fate | |
| Words still cannot be enough (Nooo) |
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