Another Hundred Years - Citizen Perfect

Citizen Perfect
Crooked teeth
A product of the dirty streets
Citizen Perfect
Crooked smile
No regrets and no denial
A son of better men
Get up
Get back to the basics
Get back to the start
Screen all of your calls
They're just all a bunch of leeches...

Written by:
Bryan Weaver, Jason Thumann, Justin Rainer, Michael Sutphen

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