06/05/2018 (Tue) 20:43:18
Am F Dm
Eyes of the cops sad out the lies
The moon rotating hidden knives;
Dead half-drunk kids transpose the mark,
Awaiting voices of the Dark.
Too complex "no one" feigning "all",
Tobaccoed stub hunts in the wall.
The Russian soldiers squat cafes
Controlling law, harassing press.
Denying flows of fucking herd,
United Slaves practice alert.
So -- realism, so -- omni-shape,
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