Everything I got is old
Don't know what to do with it
I ain't got fancy stuff run by computers
Maybe it's better this way
The past survived more than today
New, that's the stuff I want
New, for this I plead
Why it gosta be this way
I deserve it more than others
Why don't I just die & fry & die & fry & die & fry & burn
I'm out of touch
I can't be with myself

1999 & 2004 Piemerica-Incorperated-Eternally


Written by Emperor MAR
November 6, 1999
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