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Arrivals The Marvels Of Industry

In the company of salt There was a burning in his arm He said "I'll kick it anytime." Like a shot His final warning And though the tissue remained unharmed

Humility seldom lies It's a good sign In these gang of four days Tailored hair pays Belt buckles we'll shine Pictures, picture tubes set the minds It's the industry

Bullets chase down colored feet This is where the red rain flows free The children Wild They chew concrete Trying to feed a false dream But on the street

I got knocked back and i'd start to perspire sunglasses black so you can't see the fire she put up the walls so i pulled down the shades then i got bit

This ball is getting crowded and the stretch marks show As the masses scatter trying to find a hole I feel them tugging harder now I'll just let go It

Who are you to break when you've been the rock It's a shock, alright It seems to me you backed down You backed down You backed down And you folded You

Thinking back on Catholic school, the pleasure I'd avoid Taught sex a precious treasure, not a thing to be enjoyed I'm a fool and I'm a sinner Oh, the