What are you listening to.. except.. yeah
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Linkin Park - Breaking the Habit
Part of me is all "what the hell, it's Linkin Park"
The other part is all "I don't care, I like it"
Part of me is all "what the hell, it's Linkin Park"
The other part is all "I don't care, I like it"
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my generation
my generation
the city's all wrapped up
i've seen the best minds of my generation
running on empty, super glued to the TV
dreaming of prosperity talking incessently, saying nothing
sleeping on platforms in train stations
sipping on chemical cocktails
alive to the universe, dead to the world
hallucinating delusions of mediocrity and candied
desperate in the pursuit of cool
he's in a suit, she's in a straightjacket
7-11 nightmares at 3am
ive seen the best minds of my generation
caught up in the virtual reality of living
memorizing pin numbers and secret codes
swaying robotically to nonexistant rhythmns
flashing membership to clubs so exclusive that no one belongs
scared shitless witless clueless useless tight fisted tight lipped tight assed half assed ass licking coke sniffing money grubbing ego jabbin'
snivelling groveling moaning groaning
snivelling groveling moaning groaning
and i think we might have to lay low for a while
the city's all wrapped up in plastic like an electronic cocoon
if you lay in the street you can hear it humming, filling up slowly from underground
if you close your eyes you can observe the blue prints
the man-made DNA that spirals breathlessly out of control
as synapse collapse, bridges snap into a restless utopia
nutopia!
and i think we might have to lay low for a while
jesus said, lay down your arms
jesus said, children come home
my generation
my generation
my generation
my generation
my generation
the city's all wrapped up
i've seen the best minds of my generation
running on empty, super glued to the TV
dreaming of prosperity talking incessently, saying nothing
sleeping on platforms in train stations
sipping on chemical cocktails
alive to the universe, dead to the world
hallucinating delusions of mediocrity and candied
desperate in the pursuit of cool
he's in a suit, she's in a straightjacket
7-11 nightmares at 3am
ive seen the best minds of my generation
caught up in the virtual reality of living
memorizing pin numbers and secret codes
swaying robotically to nonexistant rhythmns
flashing membership to clubs so exclusive that no one belongs
scared shitless witless clueless useless tight fisted tight lipped tight assed half assed ass licking coke sniffing money grubbing ego jabbin'
snivelling groveling moaning groaning
snivelling groveling moaning groaning
and i think we might have to lay low for a while
the city's all wrapped up in plastic like an electronic cocoon
if you lay in the street you can hear it humming, filling up slowly from underground
if you close your eyes you can observe the blue prints
the man-made DNA that spirals breathlessly out of control
as synapse collapse, bridges snap into a restless utopia
nutopia!
and i think we might have to lay low for a while
jesus said, lay down your arms
jesus said, children come home
my generation
my generation
my generation
my generation
he looked upon the world and saw it was still depraved 
Overall: Rotton egg for breakfast

Overall: Rotton egg for breakfast
Too Many Chromosomes - Rappin Retard (Slo Mo)
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