this ground is hallowed in the land of a lost god in the land of a lost cause the dead city washington the world looks to you washington the dead city
the show, big top show Walk in and hang with the dead carnival Dead dirty carnies, dead juggalos Walk in and hang with the dead carnival (He's out there
prints We're not looking just for hints, now it's the judge you must convince The unjust and untrue, there's nowhere to run to You're dead stranded,
, I'm still all alone No matter where I am, no matter what I do, I'm always coming back home to you. They can leave me for dead, they can take away my
get into the beats more Mc's are washed up like dead fish on the seashore Save the talk 'cause you know I walk that walk Hitting city to city but I make
is bulging Hot late night bound to make us estranged Soft dead moon, all over your shoulders Cold shadow in the glare of the glow Factory billboards on outskirts of city
do last night, shit was serious Got up out my bed, and picked up my pointsetta And put him on the balcony so he could get a Little bit of city sun just
go In every city on the road The stage is a conduit To turn the other bands to shit We are the top up of the world Giving hints to boys and girls Telling
get into the beats more MC's are washed up like dead fish on the seashore Save the talk cuz you know I walk that walk hitting city to city but I make
show, big top show, Walk in and hang with the dead carnival Dead dirty carnies, dead juggalos Walk in and hang with the dead carnival he`s out
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Lo! Death has reared himself a throne In a strange city lying alone Lo! a strange town, lying alone Death has reared himself a throne Far down in the