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You walk these ***** streets Stained with blood and genocide Flaws effervesce But violence suppress Cracks line the sides of every path That seems to tell the history of the place Jagged broken stories Try so hard to stay hidden But resurface at the shot of a gun And another body left to join the army of the dead The place where broken dreams go The graveyard of our biggest hopes Let’s **** off our failures and start clean Because they don’t know another way In a world where danger comes out to play And hatred runs deep It’s not very fun being gay
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Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 10:40 PM UTC
Army of the Dead
You walk these ***** streets Stained with blood and genocide Flaws effervesce But violence suppress Cracks line the sides of every path That seems to tell the history of the place Jagged broken stories Try so hard to stay hidden But resurface at the shot of a gun And another body left to join the army of the dead The place where broken dreams go The graveyard of our biggest hopes Let’s **** off our failures and start clean Because they don’t know another way In a world where danger comes out to play And hatred runs deep It’s not very fun being gay
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Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 10:40 PM UTC
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