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To shreds, you say?
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: in the house and on the street-how many, many feet we meet!
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I grew up believing God keeps his eye on us all And he used to lean upon me As I pledged allegiance to the wall Lord I recall my little town Coming home after school Riding my bike past the gates of the factories My mom doing the laundry Hanging out shirts in the dirty breeze And after it rains there's a rainbow And all of the colors are black It's not that the colors aren't there It's just imagination they lack Everything's the same back in my little town In my little town I never meant nothing I was just my father's son Saving my money Dreamin of glory Twitching like a finger on a trigger of a gun Leaving nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town Leaving nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town Leaving nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town...
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