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Lots of dollar bills Reading books of emotional wills Lots of open space but we're still looking outside through window stills We're trying to be do right but there are still ills We're kept in our own prisons and they're releasing the wrong people.
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Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 12:47 AM UTC
Window Stills
Lots of dollar bills Reading books of emotional wills Lots of open space but we're still looking outside through window stills We're trying to be do right but there are still ills We're kept in our own prisons and they're releasing the wrong people.
peter-r-hamilton
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Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 12:47 AM UTC
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