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They sell you & they sell everything,
They stink of blood and guilt.
Count on it a bit later,
Then they deduct it,
Finds an area to pull back in.
Shoots a little here pulls a little off,
I make money from it again.
It's someone who gets r go ,
And someone who gets more,
And something that disappears when no one is looking.
We scrape our knees,< br/>They do it to everything they see.
With bloody hands,
They make dough to everything they see.
They silence someone's mouth,
Pays another.
Simplifies some and clears up a bit more.
They burn evidence and burn some crap,
Burn it again and again.
They stick a little there & double up,
Double it over and over again.
They wash their hands,
Erase all traces,
And leans back.
We scrape our knees,
They do it on everything they see.
With bloody hands,
They go They look at everything they see.
We are far, far below..!