Thick black smoke hangs low, at mouth-line to most.
The houses all in ruin; every other business closed.
The acid rain flashes; the smell of rotting meat.
Two hundred thousand people living in tents along the street.
Go buy a suicide connection, or a child for half the price:
You can treat him like a dog and only feed him bowls of rice.
This is a place of constant anguish, of suffering and greed.
If you can scale the razor walls and try to leave, you might get out of this
Cold hearted town.
"Get to the Lake," she sings, "of Campfires and Radios, of Broken Wings, Settled Fires, and Paints. Get the men their money to make the factories move. Raze the mountains and the deserts and the lakes."
Buy a suicide connection, or a child for half the price:
You can treat him like a dog and only feed him bowls of rice.
This is an idol on a hilltop of suffering and pain.
If you can scale the razor walls and try to get away,
you might get out of this
you can't get out of this
you just can't erase this place if you try, it's a
cold hearted town.
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fell into Days n' Daze when I was travelling, thanks to some of my road dogs. I don't have that freedom anymore but I feel a piece of it Everytime I listen to their music. love y'all! thefool309
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Comme d'habitude, j'ai bien du mal à choisir une "favorite track" avec ce groupe de Trashgrass qui excelle dans son domaine.
Mais là, j'ai réussi à me décider finalement. XD EklektikTrip