March of the Crabs


We stood our ground waiting for the fight to begin My eyes squinted at the sun, wondering if they'd swing or run I tell no lie: jackknives in socks, they're all gonna die Tensions rise Pre-pubes swarm the hill like flies Get the caskets ready, we're going to tear right through this city That's if the anger don't, that's if the boredom don't, the drinking don't intercept this north-end horde Who am I? Fighting a war that I can't win Swelling with things we try to hide
You never leave anyone behind A harsh return that slaps you in the face For one last chance, we leave this place We're all packing up and moving on I've got a war in the head Fear our lives won't pass as great events A better prospect hides up ahead Do you feel it in the air? We've been crushed beyond oblivion Farce and death walk hand in hand Graves and memorial walls hold my family name Pills and bottles do the same I hope that freedom's coming our way
The fight never happened The crowd petered out We all dribbled home Mission accomplished







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