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The barons of put inspiration on Hitlers tongue
The century crashed hard
With a sound like a starting gun
Its for acquisition and to make more things that glow

I got a knack for dodging bullets and zeros
So I act like I am rich, try and make it my look
'Cause poor people exist when times are good

Mozarts foster put cigarettes out in his ears
When he got old enough to he said
"I dont but I-I-I can hear"
The eloquence of traffic, yeah, the milk sad lament

Its a requiem of moments I keep through them
But the monster in the closet?
I find the hangman inside his hood
I guess evil dont exist when times are

Oppenheimer winced when he felt
The broken piece of his
Unbuttoned his on a subway platform
Clutching his chest while his blurred

He saw the bane of his creation, the destroyer of the
Yeah, truth can leap to solace or a life long
Its like wading through a wasteland where a town you love once
You just cry each time you think of times were good

Napoleons tailor dressed him in a giant hat and platform shoes
Saying anyone can be a hero, you just got to people to look up to you
So when youre talking on a hotline to a soul
Dont let your voice sound like hot coffee, more like a pillow

And strive for understanding being understood
dont let yourself forget when the times get good
When the times get
When the times get