Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)



He comes from a wasteland where stones misdeed into the night

they pretend they feed him, then shoot him down in the

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They're putting words in your mouth so you talk like them

dressing you up in a straight jacket



Wearing his straight jacket, taking his pay back in scars

she lies beside him and tells him that life's not too hard



They're putting words in your mouth so you talk like them

dressing you up in a straight jacket



Caught by the fear and the anger of all you despise

wanting the feeling of eden, you've learnt how to die



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