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SINGER: Agent Orange
SONG:A Cry For Help In A World Gone Mad
Sometimes i think of old friends But they all seem the same Then i see them and they can't remember my name I guess i'm just like them I guess i'm just a bore I could hate them but i've never done that before I've got lots of good friends I don't need anymore
And sometimes when you lie to me Sometimes i'll lie to you And there isn't a thing you could possibly do All these half-destroyed lives Aren't as bad as they seem But now i see blood and i hear people scream Then i wake up And it's just another bad dream
(chorus) And i can't help myself by feeling sorry Because i gave up every chance i had Another movement It's just another fad Like a cry for help In a world gone mad
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