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letra de post-apocalyptic paradise - orpheus de groot

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[intro]
a dark and painful era is over
a hopeful day has arrived

[verse 1]
f-ck your sh-t
we don’t need to be dealing with
you admit
white collar crime, but you acquit
it’s legit
can’t wash the stench that you emit
better split
this is the time for the true misfit

[chorus]
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, you f-cked it all up (oh sh-t)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, you f-cked it all up (oh d-mn)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, you f-cked it all up (oh sh-t)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up, you f-cked it all up

[verse 2]
welcome to this wondrous wasteland
it is a place that old folks won’t understand
you can be who you are
from the regular to the outright bizarre
we built this place right from the ground
hands in the dirt, it was still unfound
the end of the trip, that you called homebound
gotta celebrate, make a noise make a sound
toast to the young and the restless
the brave, and the bold and the rest of us
from out of this world they object to us
f-ck them we start new, this is genesis
but don’t fall on ya -ss, it is hazardous
tread waters lightly, feels treacherous
avoid those who fear, they are venomous
and cut out the crow, they are cancerous

[chorus]
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, you f-cked it all up (oh sh-t)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, you f-cked it all up (oh d-mn)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, you f-cked it all up (oh sh-t)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up you f-cked it all up

[verse 3]
baby boom, blowing up what they don’t like
war room, serving up death with the drone strike
built a tomb, entranced barred for a klondike
spelling doom, flick the switch with a cash bribe

[chorus]
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, you f-cked it all up (oh sh-t)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, you f-cked it all up (oh d-mn)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, you f-cked it all up (oh sh-t)
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up you f-cked it all up

[verse 4]
we raise h-ll? that’s why you want to destroy this?
look at yourself. ignorance might truly be bliss
but you ain’t no ignorant force
everything you do calculated
propaganda is the militant source
all the sh-t you claim is fabricated
you try to reform to make us conform
to your oppressive set of rules
but we ain’t no flock of fools, we like ghouls
tainted but we still got our own mind
not a wonder that you can’t find
it’s the nasty ways that will make you blind
for a better life that you all resigned
b-tch

[outro]
this is our paradise
this is our paradise
this is our paradise
this is our paradise
this is our paradise
this is our paradise
this is our paradise
this is our paradise
this is our paradise
this is our paradise
this is our paradise
this is our paradise

- orpheus de groot

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