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Lirieke: Star Fucking Hipsters. Never Rest In Peace. Severance Pay.


They'll hang a rope around your neck
Bear witness to the side effects
They'll taunt us 'cuz we know the truth
Erase our minds and break our youth
'cuz everytime we hit the bars
We're blacking out and seeing stars
And evertime we hit this town
It's always you with your friends around

I'll say goodnight 'cuz now it's time to go
You know we must be on our way
We'll see you soon we hope you liked the show
And this will be our severance pay

And everything's an absolute
Your hands up high when they start to shoot
They'll lock you up for having fun
No truth behind their smoking gun
But lie your ass off anyways
'cuz law enforcement never pays
And how corrupt behind the badge
Like sands inside my secret vag

4 long years in a cell they made us stay
We say we have no place to go
Got used to it, they sent us on our way
We beg to sleep out in the cold

Grind it up, imbibe the stuff
Donate a buck 'cuz ya gave a fuck
Create a date and don't be late
But make your base in a secret place

And you're the biggest one of all
And you're not even really tall
Conspiring with authorities
To beat us when we're on our knees
After all these years we've dedicated
Stifle stuff, administrated
We're shit canned, kicked along the way
Without a watch or severance pay

I'll say goodnight 'cuz now it's time to go
You know we must be on our way
We'll see you soon we hope you liked the show
And this will be our severance pay