I need some enemies to scream about I need some victims of IEDs I need the inspiration coming from depression 'Till it's bumming me out, to get some words out of me I need my mom to feel like she's gonna die I need the death of the honey bee I need more helicopter accidents The Christians pushing abstinence, to get some creativity Well, nothings sacred anymore No, nothings sacred at all I need a war, just to fall asleep tonight I need a heart attack, and a city burning To make this come out right No, I need a fuckin' war Need some bodies piled high No more easygoing, need some lyrics flowin' To make this come out right It's been five years since an album
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