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Nov 2015
Hello child, beautiful child
Don’t be scared to cry just stay true to that smile
They’ll kiss you and they’ll dress you, then you’re through to the wild
Crawl. Walk. Run, fast. You’ll run for a while

Run 'till you meet your wits and you’ll gain a couple witnesses
They’ll shoot you, they won’t miss you. It’s actually ridiculous
They’ll take your wallet for a gun and then ask you who did this
Money runs the world child, welcome to the business

Get your tie on, they’ll get it tight on
The noose is fitting right on
They fed you every bait and all you had to do was bite on
Dear child, stay in the wrong. You’re better off an icon
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