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Feb 2014
Let's burn this mother down
'Til no sign can be found
In the ashes of the vanities
That stain this ****** ground
Let's tear into another
Wasted day and rend assunder
The travesties and casualties
We've all been washing down
Let's purposely manhandle
What we know to be a gamble
For the chances that we've taken
In this god forsaken land
Haven't brought us to our maker
No mistaking there are fakers
But partaking by our silence
Still leaves us with ****** hands
Let's drive another nail
Into the heart of what's for sale
We've sold our dreams for lesser things
It's time that we prevail
So let's burn this mother down
'Til no sign can be found
In the ashes if the vanities
That stain this ****** ground
Diary of the Damned
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Diary of the Damned  Stanford, Kentucky
(Stanford, Kentucky)   
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