I walk on broken glass
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I step on dying kings
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I see their bags are packed
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with cuts of mirrors
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I walk on broken glass
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all skin open wide
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they take my child
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and make me walk in line
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in line on broken glass
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I walk on broken glass
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I Walk On Broken Glass
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| Division Of Laura Lee |
