"By the desperate 'n' confused
Emotion of the youth
I was brought to Crisis land
Where after getting checked for fleas
And barricades of embassies
I was sculpted to be overworked and silent
But since the early age
I broke out of the cage
And learned how to make marching drums
From a fish can
And I knew I'll run away
And so without further delay
I said "Two tears in a bucket
Motherfuck it!"
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