This Rotten Time

Psychological treatment, everywhere you go
Infiltrate your mind, penetrate your soul
Living by the concrete lake, the wrong side of this town
Cheers to you, to all what it boils down to
The aftertaste of fear still on the tip of your tongue
Inhale the nuclear dust in the morning sun
Shame on you, shame on me, shame on everyone
How does it feel, living in the dumps

In this rotten time
Your mind is mined
Your mind is mined
Your mind is mined
In this rotten time
Your mind is mine
Your mind is mine
Your mind is mine

My friends all named by poets - I love the Scottish shore
Like water on a windowsill, I got wasted, paid and torn
See the strangest faces on shiny magazines
It's so obnoxious and violent everywhere I've been

In this rotten time
Your mind is mined
Your mind is mined
Your mind is mined
In this rotten time
Your mind is mine
Your mind is mine
Your mind is mine



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Lippert, Frank Eisensehr
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