there's someone running through the ramp parkade
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spilling out over the sides like brush fire
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burning the roof top concrete
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and bouncing off pillars in the oil stain dark
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Stabbing out holes in white walls
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wrist wrapped fist
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let it out! let it out!
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cutting though clothes
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I keep a close eye on the skyline
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who's in the paper and who sings the blues
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who sits down at the back
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who stands in line
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who's got nothing else left to lose
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stabbing out holes in white walls
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wrist wrapped fist
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let it out! let it out!
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cutting though clothes
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seriously loud
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this is a serious town
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violently not making a sound
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$6 All Day
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| Greg MacPherson |
