Atom bomb, TNT
New disease, poor city
Flying over Hiroshima, 1945
The city
I saw her today,
Oh God I miss her smile.
A pleasant
We met in the springtime
when the blossoms unfold,
the pastures were
Well I'm in another state, another state of mind,
I don't want you to be high
I don't want you
Well it's been ten years and a thousand tears
And look
I believe I was wrong but baby know I know.
Pretty much been alone now, for almost five years
I could
Every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world
And ends
Children are taught to hate, parents just couldn't wait
Some are
I'm your worn-in leather jacket
I'm the volume in your fucked
This ain't the way it's supposed to be
There's a dark
I know a girl who warns the dangers of love
all
Everybody wants a lover
Nobody wants to uncover
What may lay deep
Spent my whole life looking for something
What it was, I'm
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