Six Mile Lyrics by Cloud Rat
Seventy percent prairie, I care no more for laws
Crushed under tongues
Can I be a potter?
One that can build subterranean tombs
Just like the cops?
Ornamentals of truth, out of reach of our children
Gagged and molested
Don’t trust the bonds
Flat-faced; replaceable
Nations pass
Half day, half night
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