Animals Lyrics - Muse
Business suits, dressed to the nines
They flaunt their fat wallets and I wish it were mine
Destruction of guilt and a reclusive mind
Their hearts and souls are filling with grime
Kill yourself, go on and do us all a favour
They're all a bunch of animals
Some kind of rabid animal
And they're starting to like it
Kill yourself, go on and do us all a favour
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Muse - Animals Lyrics
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