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Concrete;
Everyone- you know they meet their match
So I light one up and listen for the blast.
And while the Master masturbates
The Butler's fine with throwing plates
The Gossip plays keep away
The Preachers yelling grace
And everyone prepares their getaway in the back of their throats.
I want to but I can't stay
Holding hands like grenades-
It's time we let it go
Walk cool while they explode.
Tell me something I don't know;
Swing down and burn me low.
I'm waiting for something worth the fighting
By the way, she was never this inviting
When she liked me, and I'm finding...
