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It's not the end! what I said that fucking
letter says, I'm not over. I'm not crossing
oceans for them. It's not defense and I let the
business of making new roll over our making
promises. Well tell them I was only joking when I
all those I swore I meant at the time, either
or lying. So better the stateside than brave
the great desert divide, The ride over I was
growing wings and better the road ahead than
the cheap threat of me stretched out dead. to
think over? Just grab your things. They'll be
no statewide searches for some AWOL stateside kid
me. I swear it'll be a few weeks of hotel rooms
and food, or face the new american exchange of
one rifle for every I'll lose. Listen! I've been
thinking we'll all we've got and i can dodge the
draft and you can quit job. and we'll make these
fuckers me if they want me. They'll find me a
fighter after all. So better the than brave
the great desert . sound the sirens for a long
drive. better the days in for weeks than the away
in the desert streets, so the psalms of retreat