Run through forests on a hot Summer day Trying to break down walls of numbing pain
Give me the freedom to destroy
Taste the water from a stream of running death Give me radioactive toy
Eat the apple and cough a dying breath
Feel the sun burning through your black skin Run through graveyards on a dusty Winter day
Pour me into a hole, inform my next of kin
Spit the dirt out and try to say.
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