Options Open - Garbage

All the barbs and stars are out tonight
And I'm only light pollution
In the mess of static they put on display
How does one break through?

Under ads over ads, kept your self-promotion
Just more garbage in a garden of thieves
Every angel's colliding, the devils will brighten your screen

So carry out avant-garde, to the sparsest infinite
Abalone shine seducer
Unimpress the malice of the endless waste
When it's the mode, your mood

Under ads over ads, kept your self-promotion
Just more garbage in a garden of thieves
Every angel's colliding, the devils will brighten your screen

Under ads over ads, kept your self-promotion
Just more garbage in a garden of thieves
Every angel's colliding, the devils will brighten your screen

Written by:
Eric Gordon

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