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The dawn of the once had
Dried up bottle of shame
bottle of pills
swallowed again
and the pain drains on and on
And there is no win
no victory
Damn the history
That repeats and we reap what we sow
And damn this luck
No luck
No retreat for the sinners
The once had, once had been
Drama queens and prom kings
dirty with lies
sharing their needles
with droplets of blood
and bonds of blood brothers
In treehouses burnt to the ground
On inner city driveby news casts
Children drown in their mothers pity
Self lies
Everyone lies
Decay of a youth gone medicated
Legal meds
I laugh
And your kid beat up my kid
Proud parents of the honor roll junkie
Kicking cans of arcenic in their home made meth lab
Tipping cows in groves of the epidemic
The dawn of the once had,
is the dawn of the revolution
where we lock the doors and windows,
and we set child rapists free
Equal opportunity this
And our parents said they had it tough
I'd rather walk the mile up hill both ways
then simmer in this destruction we call life.