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Alas, Terra

If you think you might
wanna come down
burn this town
take a breath
rest sure
down on the ground
we got
we got your burns
your breath
your death
your friends
we've got a crime
for every kind thought
in your mind

we got your gas
towers of glass
word travels fast
you always heard last

we got your baseball fields
righteous shields
black water
gettin' hotter

grey mimes
speak in rhymes
never cry
don't know why

chalk lines
nylon spines
red tape
long debate

all placated
never sated

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