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When you write
About the boys
Under friendly fire
Dress âem up in suits
And seek her to kill
Freedom of the will
Ours and, yes, yours
Yesterday, today
Onward marching on
Come here Leon
Don't paint your skin
To the color of confection
And turn away
From every ghost you've been
And sure enough
I saw your head
At the tent sale and fire auction
For a taste and a chaser
You're a solid gold debaser
Can you ever be a boy
Again, or have you stopped?
Trade lost hours for a dare
Burn the water, cook the air?
And twenty-one
Is the legal age
To kill yourself slowly
But eighteen
Is the legal age to die
Would I cast my vote
Into the inside shit
I'm often wont to crawl
That's all
Don't leave me now to drag my chains
To a rhythm never changing
Lost from found and beaten down
When you write
About the boys
Under friendly fire
Dress âem up in suits
And seek her to kill
Freedom of the will
Ours and, yes, yours
Yesterday, today
Onward marching on
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