| Miles cable, claws, driller killer ripping holes, all tattered the cloth
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| stained, regaining
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| All the weather, acid rains, so sweet sweat streaks downpoured on humility
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| Colder time, talking hints, watching tests of heat, mangled meat, retaliate!
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| No blaming
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| In future dreams could you have stopped it from happening?
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| Best left a spectator? |
| Spectacle? |
| Traitor!
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| All the time’s, placed, first place!
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| Farther down, pull the trigger, gauging, gauging
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| Cars kills at will, melted profits, book burning
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| How undone, written slurs, the meaning…
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| Oh the pasts they will repeat, hard to hit, so are beat
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| Melted profits, the past, melting, under honor
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| Cars kill at will, cars kill at will
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| Mr. Fables' rolls, altogether mutating. |
| The chains rattle, happy to perform!
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| In the war of famine, no where arid food growing now
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| Warming trends the place, passive cows to feed the weak
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| Product waste! |
| Give back. |
| Oil coming in
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| Make a million living things suffer, hidden, black garbage body bags
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| What of that change that could save everything?
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| That paper shredder, patent tender, puts us back in time again
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| Exxon, your black hearts make me sick
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| Budgets that burst with oil, crude gas in purse. |
| No compassion, common
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| criminals seek asylum
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| Concrete pillow, Exxon dreams, hidden hierarchy. |
| No one in power taking blame |