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Prejudice is ignorance.
    All the garbage is turning to gold in the real dark night of the soul.
    Albumi
    Oletusalbumi

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    Boksi

    Look around, get a real
    scare.
    I see a mess beyond
    repair.
    The word is fine, if you
    don't mind
    a touch of hell
    from time to time.
    Or a few
    darkened minds higher up,
    keeping their crimes
    covered up,
    but if you don't care
    To see what's there
    You ain't got a prayer
    In their

    Smoke screen
    Hiding the enemy's scheme
    Smoke screen
    Clouding our hopes and our
    dreams

    So many good all used up
    now.
    They don't count
    'cause they left me out.
    They say I'm wrong to walk
    alone.
    They just don't dare
    to stand on their own.
    Oh I know,
    it always hurts when it's
    real,
    putting a stick in a
    wheel -
    but I don't mind,
    if I'm one of a kind,
    I know what I'll find
    in their

    Smoke screen
    Hiding the enemy's scheme
    Smoke screen,
    clouding our
    hopes and our dreams.
    The truth ain't as bad as
    it seems.
    But the last
    scene is sure to be making
    you scream.

    We gotta fight to survive
    If we surrender we die
    So don't try
    Living a lie
    Just come out alive
    From the
    Smoke screen
    Hiding the enemy's scheme
    Smoke screen
    Clouding our hopes and our
    dreams
    Smoke screen
    The truth ain't as bad as
    it seems.
    But the last scene
    Is sure to be making you
    scream.


    Michael Monroe
    Smoke Screen
    Not Fakin' It