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Jesse Pintado, Shane Embury
So drawn ? I warm to the
the fire in their hearts
This ain't romantic
gesturing
It's a hand to / head the
charge
To the indifference of the
preening, idle rich
Such champions are
cancerous ?
Tumors in the gut / of
affluent bliss
Why let this scab
observers
tag them troublemakers ?
It's naive ?
You're on a leash.
This is a cure for their
common complaint x2
Ditch the gullibility
Strike 'til the green runs
dry
Bring them to their knees
Or squander as they thrive
Reject the cure for their
common complaint
On break