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March 2011
Who's to know if your soul will fade at all, The one you sold to fool the world. You lost your self esteem along the way. Yeah. Good God, You're coming up with reasons. Good God, You're dragging it o
Out where the river broke The bloodwood and the desert oak Holden wrecks and boiling diesels Steam in forty five degrees The time has come To say fair's fair To pay the rent To pay our share The time
Another head hangs lowly, Child is slowly taken. And the violence caused such silence, Who are we mistaken? But you see, it's not me, it's not my family. In your head, in your head they are fighting,
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