A broken car, acrossed with a chocking dog, provoking his open scars, gulping at the hopeless stars, hoping for a f**ing Pokemon, vulnerable but still moping on the smoke that the grown ups start because this cultures f**ed, the sky's blue but the smoke is still pumping up now I'm walking through and across these bumpy rocks thinking I couldn't give a f**... But I didn't
Chorus
We all know there's two sides of the story
Besides k**ing there's another way of winning the glory
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