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Miss Black America - Car Crash For A Soul lyrics
Skilled, professional teams have created,
 In magnificent sweatshops,
 This gold-plated plastic gangster
 With a car crash for a soul
 Keep the motor running
 Let the good times roll
 On over the precipice
 My life came flat-packed
 Inside, it's falling to pieces
 But the surface remains intact
 At the drive-in with a car crash for a soul
 You call this a party?
 It feels like a funeral
 And we thought we'd died alone
 These braindead functions never felt like fun
 And now's the time for us to say,
 "If we're gonna crash, they're gonna pay"
 Yeah, yeah
 Tonight we shine so brightMiss Black America - Car Crash For A Soul - http://motolyrics.com/miss-black-america/car-crash-for-a-soul-lyrics.html
 Tonight we kill the light
 Our star is rising
 Yours is falling
 Shopping's just like sex in pornos:
 Urgent and joyless
 "I'm so modern everything is pointless"
 With this smashed-up, burned out car crash for a soul
 There's no big "FUCK YOU"
 We just lost all self-control
 And we thought we'd died alone
 These branded boxes never felt like home
 And now's the time for us to say,
 "If they're gonna screw these corpses, they're gonna pay"
 Yeah, yeah
 Tonight we shine so bright
 Tonight we kill the light
 Our star is rising
 Yours is falling













