Swines Of The Never Ending Dream

by The Fly   Apr 23, 2005


I live on this planet of ugliness,
Where "right" is nothing that i ever see,
All the people around that inhabit this place,
Are all just swines of the never ending dream.

I walk down the streets, feeling all alone,
Nobody cares or seems to notice me,
But i don't care about all them bastards,
Cause there all just swines of the never ending dream.

I live my life in isolation,
So i can live a real life, happy and free,
I don't want nothing to do with,
All them swines of the never ending dream.

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