No Redeeming Social Value - Microwave

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When they drop the bomb on me
One hundred thousand will be saved
Should i crawl into the hole
The world would be my microwave
Billions spent on star wars
It won’t stop the pain
Cloud is moving our way
I feel i’ve fought in vain
MICROWAVE, MICROWAVE
THE WORLD IS MY MICROWAVE
Sometimes dead is better
Sometimes more than not
What gives them the right to live
While i sit here and rot
Time of doom is near
Now i live in fear
As i cower in my hole
I smell my burning soul (sole)
Never thought it’d come to this
Never thought it’d cry
Sitting here in my hell hole
Sit and wait to die