| Sad days are kissing the cheeks
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| Of the families who are walking away
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| Tragic the pubs are all closing
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| The system is broken decay
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| Business is down at the Depot
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| Defenses are the only things built
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| Neighbors wave goodbye to each other
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| This country is over they say
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| Now this is life in a modern town
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| The windows smashed open
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| With the doors kicked out
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| It’s not a good day left to be in a fight
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| Living is hard through the struggles of life
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| If nothing gets done it will never be right
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| But don’t shut 'em down
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| Lately the 21st century’s been crazy
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| It’s the sign of the times
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| Buildings decomposing in slumber
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| There’s no work for all 'til they wake
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| Too many faults, no reasons
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| The rains that fall dry bleeding
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| Upon the ashes of our homes, out homes
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| Save our homes
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| (Manic the word on the street here is panic)
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| (There's a riot on hand)
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| People taking care of the people
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| There’s no other way or we’ll break |