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Burn that **** out at your place
Ash to ground like sun rays
Radiation, pacin'
Facin', racin'
Makin' my way to town
Burn that **** down to the ground
Smoke in the air
Heat level risin'
Seekin' the horizon
Sun down smoke still there
Guns out town folk's lair
Hills with fog, devil's vlog
End of the year
Hollywood air
Fire in the sky
The media's lies
Drain them and turn them
Learn them, and burn them
Mistakes and passions
Rich fakes and cashin'
Luxury and mansions
Burn all that ****
Say that's it
Sin city too
Desert make them move
Burn that **** out at your place
Ash to ground like sun rays
Radiation, pacin'
Facin', racin'
Makin' my way to town
Burn that **** down to the ground
Listen to that sound
Pauline Morris Jul 2016
There's smoke in the air
It's everywhere

There's smoke in my lungs
My breath it expunged

There's smoke in my eyes
Making me cry

There's smoke in my life
Cutting like a knife


I sit and watch the fire
Burning up all I desire
I watch the wind blow
The memories that flow
Unable to stop the burn
Even with all I've learned
On all my life experiences I choke
Only in darkness is my name spoke
Nothing now but a whiff of smoke

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