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Heavy pounds of pain and dread
will never wash away
But mark my words upon this sword
We will meet again some day
There's a fire in the sky that reminds

I have seen these corpses
Walking the streets
Empty shell, like golems
In search for their peace
Aching fingers bleeding
For all the work done
Minds

That's when my heart went black as you walked away 
But I kept the fire inside 
And it still burns in spite of this 
I chased it to the ground and lost

I do some time
Bitc,h the Koopsta massive when I'm buckin' with the muthafuckin' plastic nine
Corpses that we tortured in the shed, their voices

switch up on the bros
If you building dynasties
I heard they sleep
That's fine by me
Guess I'm too low
I'm locked in on privacy
I'm steady switching flows

white columbina cocaine
Robot shoot with rocket launcher synchronize and auto aim
Drop a missile on a building burn it down and burn to flames
I just chop

Empty bottles stacked up by the fire
Nights burn long the flame grows higher
Talking loud spirits never tire
Beer flows free it's what we desire

a fire
Don't know how to put out the flames
Attracted to the color, I think I'm moving forward
Don't let the flames burn you my dear
Don't let the flames

I dropped that note in a fire
Watch my words burn into ashes
Let the smoke roll on my skin
And my thoughts go out in fashion
Oh ill just walk on by

I walk the city streets
they're lined with empty stores 
From the vacant factories abandoned shipyards by the shores 
Reaching out for a memory

your whore,

Try to fill this empty feeling,
But these behaviors keep repeating,
Time to break these chains,
We will take the reins,

We have a fire in

Playing scratch cards in the driver's seat
In an empty lot
Where I've done spent all my money
And pour out all my luck
And I stare in the rearview

the price
And right now, I’m running on empty
Only the flame of this anger burns hot
And the haunts of old stories
Still taunt me with glory
Of what I might

Playing scratch cards in the driver's seat 
In an empty lot 
Where I've done spent all my money 
And pour out all my luck 

And I stare in

Come on kid let's burn this fucking town

They'll kick you out on the streets while all these buildings are kept empty
Drive up the prices in town build

Do I just keep
On expressing these feelings
They're only building
Pages for the fire
Of love developed in the brain
With no real desire
On your side

tongue and drown me into daze
So I can't speak, I can't move, I can't escape
But the villains in my mind you can't replace
All the silent screams and empty

The buildings print there memory
In my mind 
So grey and boldly
Placed like a picture
But the candle light just flickers
I’m gone 

Let it all burn 
Let it all go

And when the rains are acid
I'll catch them in a glass which I'll keep by my bed
If every night I take a sip 
I'll empty it without melting my

sowing sadness, pain and hate
Indeed
Once again and spreading fear

By empty air
Just empty air
Empy air
Shoot it!

Now when the day is dawning
Mothers

that medical burn The club, the club The club the is on fire We don’t need no water let that medical burn I got a paper still tryna get a taste So I

When in Rome

Phil Ochs

Tape from California

1968

In the fire blue forests, faded and forgotten
I crawled through the cotton fields, picking for cotton
The overseer sneered, his whipping was rotten

Fire 
(There's fire)
We don't play around 
Tree grow from the ground 
Torch it 
Burn it down
What yaw passing around 
Gas yaw smoking now 
Gas I'm

you stood by my side

I climbed on the iron bridge
With cracks in my drying lips
I almost forgot where we were
A break from the exile
Warmed up by their