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Man made disaster

I can't complain
I've been doing the same thing
I've felt the pain
Of being traded away
Still I play the game
Busy making my own trades
Is anybody sane?
Is anybody sane?
I think:

This world is going down
And we're driving it faster
The first seat belongs to me
There's no remedy
In our Man-made disaster

Craving green
But the shade's never right, it seems
Catch and release
Next fling might be brighter green
But soon it fades
The same thing goes the same way
Is anybody sane?
Is anybody sane?
I think:

The  world is going down
And we're driving it faster
The first seat belongs to me
There's no remedy
In our Man-made disaster
Written by Cyn80
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