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| Cult, The Cult Emperor's New Horse Emperor's new horse Take five You're the emperor's new horse You don't smell like a rose So you take more drugs than me Specialize in being unhappy Like a moth into the flame Yeah, i've been burnt before Lets rub his ashes on my skin And someday we will win, whoo In this time There are those who rob us blind, well In this time They sing through, sing through golden teeth Bring on the new I'm guilty, too Someday, maybe i'll learn What's your fucking name? Don't look too concerned Don't abondon truth, wow In this time There are those who rob us blind, whoo In this time They sing through, they sing through golden teeth Bring on the new Being angry is your game Overdosing's part of fame So you read all this french symbolist poetry You don't even get it on the fucking bbc I don't really care no more Boring out the door I don't know what's true It don't affect you That's right damn lies above In this time There are those who rob us blind Bring on the new In this time They sing through, sing through golden teeth Bring on the new meat Bring on the new meat Bring on the new meat Bring on the new meat Bring it on, baby Bring, bring, bring on the new meat, baby |
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