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Kids with broken hearts And kids with broken bones Kids with kidney stones Giving birth to bloody stereos Systems are all dripping wet With gristle piss

Hey citrus, hey liquor I love it when you touch each other Hey whiskey, hey ginger I come to you with rigid fingers I see Judas in the hard eyes of the

They got to the part with the cattle and the creeping things, said I'm pretty sure we've heard this one before Don't it all end up in some revelation

There was a stage and a PA Up in western Massachusetts And the kids came from miles around To get messed up on the music And she drove down from Baudoin

A knockoff necktie The way he wore it made it look more like a tourniquet I looked deep in his eyes I saw Lynn, Massachussetts She hung a sleeveless

I was not involved up at the north town mall As a matter of fact I didn't even know that that's where it happened I was France Ave when they came out

Jessie, I'm not joking around I see the crowd you're hanging with and those kids don't seem positive Don't all the cigs make you tired? You know I'd never

Charlemagne shakes in the streets Gideon makes love to the suites And Holly's not invincible, in fact she's in the hospital Not far from that bar where

Hallelujah came to in the confession booth Infested with infections and smiling on an abscessed tooth Running out on residue and crashing through the