The world is full of dead carcass, brown leaves,
fallen trees, dirt grass, crushed dogs and cats and other pets.  

What's littered is always used, never new
cigarette butts, consumed cans and bottles, {wrappers}
and containers of all kinds.  
Everyone’s cars are ****.
Just piles of them throughout these gilded states.

Dead markets, one market.  {Do you have your receipt sir?}  
buildings crumbled down, ones with recycled wood,
ones used for a set in a movie.  

People gather like seagulls in the streets, with dead
skills and dead opportunity.  {No bread -- no dough.}  
The only thing that remains is the sound
of music. God forbid if this turns to
{shrunken} heads too.

Horrid scream and pull of {blood]. Who
Would have that you knew the girl
they showed on the news getting shot.
{They} make sure
you never forget { }
something you should have probably forgotten
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