drip from the edge of the table.
Drip as the sun eats you up, no-one talks no-one screams are these suicidal dreams.
Flames all around can't hear no sound. is it our remedy.
Flakes of skin from within eat our bread.
The world leaders take our butter.
We must fight, keep on fighting.Freedom Freedom that is what we are after. Politicians talk crap. don't fall into the trap. We must escape the fear keep on with your career why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why

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