Sad and all alone,
No one I can call my own.
Why don't girls like me?

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You rage on Stoney
Careful where you point that gun
You may off someone

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as they say in France
'appyniss is a warm gun
bang bang, shoot shoot, yeah

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so what do ya want
more population control
squeeze the trigger, man

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Get away from me
with those damn rusty scissors
and that dull razor

in a black mirror
waters of life corrupted
my dark twin stares back

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an upside down world
where white-less eyes greet your gaze
mute in their despair

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oh, that sweet sweet crude
makes water reflect itself
and maybe smoke more

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colours glow,images flow
the primal pond of existence
keeps flowing - keeps growing...

Fates divine union
a child born from warring tribes
he chooses wisely

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Dignity remains
First nation spirits have flown
Gone, not forgotten

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what words can arise
upon seeing this wisdom
just thank you, and sorry

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Did cities once rise
Now long forgotten and lost?
What songs did they sing?

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calm yet fierce, he stands
waiting for the Great Spirit
bewildered absence