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Wednesday, June 30th 2004, 4:48pm
How could this be, the land of the free, home of the brave?
Indigenous holocaust, and the home of the slaves
Corporate America, dancin' offbeat to the rhythm
You really think this country, never sponsored terrorism?
Human rights violations, we continue the saga
El Savador and the contras in Nicaragua
And on top of that you still wanna take me to prison
Just cause I won't trade humanity for patriotism
Indigenous holocaust, and the home of the slaves
Corporate America, dancin' offbeat to the rhythm
You really think this country, never sponsored terrorism?
Human rights violations, we continue the saga
El Savador and the contras in Nicaragua
And on top of that you still wanna take me to prison
Just cause I won't trade humanity for patriotism
Wednesday, June 30th 2004, 6:06pm
danke in zweifacher hinsicht 
How could this be, the land of the free, home of the brave?
Indigenous holocaust, and the home of the slaves
Corporate America, dancin' offbeat to the rhythm
You really think this country, never sponsored terrorism?
Human rights violations, we continue the saga
El Savador and the contras in Nicaragua
And on top of that you still wanna take me to prison
Just cause I won't trade humanity for patriotism
Indigenous holocaust, and the home of the slaves
Corporate America, dancin' offbeat to the rhythm
You really think this country, never sponsored terrorism?
Human rights violations, we continue the saga
El Savador and the contras in Nicaragua
And on top of that you still wanna take me to prison
Just cause I won't trade humanity for patriotism
Friday, July 30th 2004, 5:08pm
@pschonaut ist gemacht, wobei mich ja schon interessieren würde ob psychonaut was mit neuronauten zu tun hat...
aber egal, das wenn per pm, also viel spass mit dem 18er board.
aber egal, das wenn per pm, also viel spass mit dem 18er board.
Herz voll Leid und Missgeschick,
Das voll sehnsucht Eden sucht,
Weine! - Oder sei verflucht!
Baudelaire
Das voll sehnsucht Eden sucht,
Weine! - Oder sei verflucht!
Baudelaire
Anfängerin
Tuesday, August 31st 2004, 10:53pm
It's about the wretched and lonely man,
dour and down, sitting on the docks
as the storm rolls and breaks above him
and the sea waves snap at his face.
It's about being cold and being drunk;
about holding a bottle with anything in it but hope.
Love is the slowest form of suicide
dour and down, sitting on the docks
as the storm rolls and breaks above him
and the sea waves snap at his face.
It's about being cold and being drunk;
about holding a bottle with anything in it but hope.
Love is the slowest form of suicide