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The embodiment of innocence from her own territory
America's child has so close to freedom
Now with her maker
The ten lifetimes of terror were experienced by frail body

Where our children gone?
They are not to be found this tabloid filth over kill
An embarrassing of responsibility
A vicious cycle of opera drama pettiness

No known and no end in sight
This must be our darkest
When gossip takes priority over our

Are we this
Are we apathetic?
Are we this
Prove me

The child is mine, now that she has thrown away
The interest is gone, so now the others
suffer unto a grotesque attention, span deficit monster
They turned our play yards graveyards
So we every night for a week

Squeezing as much concern allowed between sports update
You cried night for a week, yet I still mourn
Have you their faces?
Patience is a virtue, I won't
I must see the faces of every
I taste the pain

Remind me of our system
Don't let me forget, let me forget
Why haven't we a line?
Instead, we and shelter them
We support the and pay their debts
We've paid debts
Why we win?