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straighten out the minor creases clicking in the puzzle pieces bleeding the red, white and blue while dodging all their tabs on you while struggling to kill the day you're down and out and waste away they always try to kill your fight take your life and take your rights humiliations never last but don't forget your humble past wide awake and burning down ya break up when you hit the ground the choices chosen just for you might not be what you want to do so take more time and wiser choose mistakes you make can make you lose and now we're in this fucked up future every stitch creates a snitch and this type of suture shouldn't hold so we must change up with the times or we'll be burn on petty crimes 'cuz all this frozen sewn up skin is splitting from the cold Letras de cancionessquatting under city streets the garbage can be good to eat struggling to rise above smash the hate and fall in love our lives are full of petty scars so fuck up like the hippistars fill it with the illest times sex and booze and petty crimes travel to so many places black out drunk the names and faces hands are busy filling graves of all the friends we couldn't save swallowed up in bloody guts in nose and ear and ass you're fucked your anal yonic dick is swole just pounded raw through every hole and in the not too distant future every snitch rips out a stitch picking at the sores that never heal our so called friends keep dropping dimes so we'll get fucked and doing time 'cuz all your friends got caught and now they're gonna make a deal we'll peel our skin from bones suboxones and methadones we'll scratch out out keen eyes the sockets full of buzzing flies From Letras Mania