sipping on the precious sea. drinking until i cant breathe. taking their pain out on the free. destroying our treasures and our infants. burning america and we are sympathetic. food falls for them from the sky. while the homeless here wither and die. they look to us with sagging eyes. what, did you want me to cry? if i had it my way the bullets would fly. to all the greedy one that never reply. i guess we dont get thankyou's in america. we are suppose to suport you. yet you curse us and burn us when our backs are turned well goodnight, sleep tight, dont let the nuclear blanket bite.Birth sign: Aries
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