Hell, why do i feel like i know you so well?
yeah i know you by your smell
so don't try to tell me any lies
yeah i would reorganize
your red eyes
from anywhere
yeah because there's no love
or good there
yeah just violence
and silence
pain and shame
yeah with some very hard rain
yeah tears and fears
for years to come
yeah and so i run
to the son/sun
yeah with no guns
just fun
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