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The car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel
And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
And a dark wind blowsThe government is corrupt
And we're on so many drugs
With the radio on and the curtains drawnWe're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
And the machine is bleeding to deathThe sun has fallen down
And the billboards are all leering
And the flags are all dead at the top of their polesI said: "kiss me, you're beautiful -
These are truly the last days".
You grabbed my hand and we fell into it.
Like a daydream or a fever
place is fine it's just devastating to see so much of asheville gone
