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Next we walk down to the docks
welcoming the morning sun
We'll share rations of with
Drifters and know I only see
This hour evenings of infamy

There are thousands of you me
And be so so sorry
you start to hate the sound of laughter
You're grinding teeth down to powder

And how rewarding is it to be alive
We have residence in the worst prison
That when you die
And have no to carry caskets
In the procession

And those people to say
They're sorry when your departs
But they oh so quick

are thousands of you like me
And you'll be so so
When you start to the sound of laughter
You're grinding your teeth down to

Oh, now

There are of you like me
And you'll be so so
When you to hate the sound of laughter
You're grinding teeth down to powder