fortune is what i use to hold you
we are no new generation
this is what it's like
to be here now and alive
watching you run
under my gods fiery sun
grab bag and smoker's drag
hollister and aeropostal, holocaustal
when we're dead again
we can grow together
oh my son
and my daughter so
no mother have you known
in the shadows
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