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letra de cookie cutter - opiate for the masses

[intro]
i was, um… pushed into the blocky altar
and also forced to cut…
this child that i’d just given birth to
and, then um, eat up its arm
evil makes me feel alive

[verse 1]
(i was, um… pushed into the blocky altar)
got a problem with my cookie cutter life? (and also forced to cut…)
i’ll put you back in your place! (this child that i’d just given birth to)
and if you’re lookin’ at my cookie cutter wife
i’ll kick the smile off your face! (and, then um, eat up its arm)
my only daughter is an honor roll student
and a goalie on the soccer ball team
i know it sounds a little boring at the moment
but we ain’t exactly what we seem

i got a woman with thirty-two t–th
and a daughter, and a picket fence
and in the garage, sits a little sedan
and a minivan with just a couple of dents
all for a limited time
it isn’t dandy and fine because of my ignorance
oh, right now it seems to me
my greatest enemy is common sense!

[pre-chorus]
left, right
left, right
left, right
left, right

[chorus]
people ask me, “why won’t you throw a wrench inside the gears?”
they ask me from inside the same machine they’ve been stuck inside for years

[verse 2]
the only problem with my cookie cutter life
it’s on me that everybody depends!
i always gotta take my cookie cutter knife
and cut myself apart to meet those ends
and every time i try to it my family down just to talk to me
they never do!
i heard it’s the only way to really get to know them
now i know it’s true!

i finally got a realization of where all of my money goes
to my cars, my house, and to bars
my wife’s -ss, and up my daughter’s nose
told my shrink what i think about it all
and he said that that’s the way that it goes
oh, right now it doesn’t comfort me to hear this is the life i chose!

[pre-chorus]
left, right
left, right
left, right
left, right

[chorus]
people ask me, “why won’t you throw a wrench inside the gears?”
they ask me from inside the same machine they’ve been stuck inside for years

[pre-chorus]
left, right
left, right
left, right
left, right

[outro]
people ask me, “why won’t you throw a wrench inside the gears?” (left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right)
they ask me from inside the same machine they’ve been stuck inside for years (left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right)

- opiate for the masses

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