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Kid, don't lose your cool It's still too soon to have to choose a brighter doom It's hard to believe, But I can see, How there could be, So little left to lose (Cracking open skulls like cans of beans on Christmas Eve) Mama's not okay, She lights a candle for every day that you're away Today could be the one she burns the motherfucker down Her final act of grace In a pointless, endless race Kid, you're under fire, Your life is coming down to the wire Maybe you'll take the Captain's hand, Carry his ship through burning sands Cradle your rifle like a man Mama, she says "No way," She's lost it all, So you've got to stay to make her pay She knows the fiend upon the throne's a goddamn sucker for the stone Until the day he dies alone Succumb.. Succumb.. Succumb.. Succumb.. Succumb.. Succumb.. Succumb.. |