Forget about the absurdity of character-branded eggshells for a second...does anybody really want to crack open an egg with the face of Donald Duck smiling up at them? "Go ahead, kids, consume my unhatched young! Wak!"
You tell me that you've found a better way
And I tell you that it isn't fucking sane
Everything that I wanted has broke down
They all think that I'm just a fucking clown
But everybody's telling me I gotta move faster
Everybody's telling me that I'm a fucking bastard
All my dreams were just islands in the sky
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