Where have all the blue skies gone
Who inhales it no one knows
And to the east a toxic dawn Poison is the wind that blows
Why does so much feel like less
Resigned into death's warm caress Greed becomes our greatest sin Sickly sweet is melted skin
Putrefacation, rot, decay
We'll shoot your kids at school today
Why does so much feel like less
Resigned into death's warm caress.
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