The Clay People
The Clay People
The Clay People
The Clay People
The Clay People
The Clay People
The Clay People
The Clay People
The Clay People
The Clay People
The Clay People
The Clay People
The drugs are not working on me
The drugs are not working on me
What the hell
What the hell
Listen up
I believe in the resistance
Of moral opposition
I don’t support the battle
Between
Clarity and greed
Why don’t you see
The tragic story
Of brute and temperance
This is a nightmare
A Fukn Nightmare!
I don’t believe in
Non existence
I believe that
We are
Living in oblivion
What the hell
What the hell
Are we all thinking
The thinking
Is poisoning
I have something to say
About distraction
Perversion and scheme
It’s not a game
To obtain
Power for yourself
A failing test
Of the
Emergency Broadcast System
In spirit
We all recognize that
We can not give in
I’ve been deceived
That I am
Non existent
But here
Is here is where
I’ll make my stand
Living in oblivion
But I don’t know why
I’m still numb
But I don’t know why
The drugs are not working on me
Just another day in paradise baby!
Don’t think the
Don’t think the
Don’t think the
Drugs are working on me
Don’t think the
I don’t think the
I don’t think the
Drugs are working on me
I don’t believe in
Non existence
I believe that we are
Living in oblivion
I believe it here
It’s here we make our stand
Feels like
I’m still numb
Don’t know why
I don’t know why
Don’t know why
The drugs are not working on me
Don’t know why
I don’t know why
We don’t know why
The drugs are not working on me