2 litres of beer and I still can't come clear
fear walks tall on this planet
and I'm stranded-
stuck between time zones
but still things seem the same
the same shoppers, the same drunks, the same complaints
the same flashing lights, the same fights for the same civil rights
different faces prove to have the same hidden hatreds
seems like walking between warps only changes the race
getting cased side by side, two guys
the straight don't give a fuck type
no surprise when I see there's no way out in their eyes
man - I could travel the globe in search for change
and still be stuck for lack of words....
pinkpanther
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