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GAFGEACD
Gthese withered hAands have Fdug for a drGeam
sEifted through sAand and leCftover niDghtmares
Gover the hAill a dFesolate wGind
tEurns shit to gAold and blCows my soul cDrazy
the Gend
o the Aend
Fwe live Cagain
Emo i grow weary of the Asusend A
o hungry days the footsteps of fools
gazing alone through sex-painted windows
dredging the night drunk libertines
stink like a colognes from the newfangled wasteland
Flove is a plague in a Cmix-match E7parade
where the Amcastaways look so derFanged
Ewhen will the children learn to let their wAmildernesses burn
and lCove will be Emnew never Asuscold aAnd A9vacaAnt
these withered hands have dug for a dream
sifted through sand and leftover nightmares
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