The Kidcrash

The Kidcrash - Grim Collections lyrics

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so it is punching in or clocking out, we trade in time.
like a black check, pay the rent or debt - how our lives get
spent. arrested effort. stuck in this sentence. fleeting comforts
leave the means unjustified. the haunted questions come with shaking
heads. they hunt the youngest and tie their tongues up.
you cut open speech when you chew your teeth.
it's all a mess: a trash or spit abyss.

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Language: English

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