Fitzgerald Patrik Drifting Towards Violence Scattered Villages These are no cities These are no concrete spikes Which wait Only to impale or imprison These are only villages Pleasant country villages Scattered over The whole face the world People now support themselves alone Making just the things they need The sceners is pure As it once could be We have turned back time And everyone is happy We have turned back time And everyone is happy We have turned back time And everyone is happy now These are no cities These are no concrete spikes Which wait only To impale or imprison You.You.You.You.You. A spike Is a resort For homeless people |
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