Dekker
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Oh how we edit the truth
Make-believe, we're grant
With open roots
And perfect plans
Oh how we play the game
Shuffle round the boy
While making love
Without our wits
Oh how we make amends
String along the pain
That we have learned
To lean against
Oh how we raise a fence
Keeping others out
Of every ones
In need of hand
Oh how we raise the flag
Beating on our drums
And pounding chests
Like we have earned
Another's death
Oh how we lay to rest
Empty of the air
That gave us life
And filled our breasts
From Letras Mania