Lyrics:
fed, we’ll not die They speculate with our goods We will dry up without them. We are the spikelets under the sharp sickle. We step into our own shit. We
fed, we’ll not die They speculate with our goods We will dry up without them. We are the spikelets under the sharp sickle. We step into our own shit. We
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