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5th Of July
Everyone calls me a communist
Sparring with the man
Ears still have no use
But at least the explosions
In the sky were from
The peacful war we fight
With ourselves
Everyone calls me Ishmael
And some years ago
Never mind how long precisely
I didn't need shit like this
And last night meant something more
Sparring with the man
Ears still have no use
But at least the explosions
In the sky were from
The peacful war we fight
With ourselves
Everyone calls me Ishmael
And some years ago
Never mind how long precisely
I didn't need shit like this
And last night meant something more
Published 5th Jul 2013
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