Poisoned hollowed townies Wallow on the corners Take the power lines back home
Burn the tallied autos, Count the highest collar Take their woes and daughters home
No burden kept, in calling lies This is our time to feel Just hardened heads to realign This is our time to kill
Leave our hallowed county Wade into the waters Piecing puzzles on our own
Age in patient autumn Paying no mind to quarrel Wash the colors from the board
No burden kept, in calling lies This is our time to feel Just hardened heads to realign This is our time to kill
A phone line, a deft touch, a hard look, this wasted luck
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