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Soft Skin
Our nation's youth are fragile.
They are formed by cracks on cracks on crevices,
Another rip shirt
another funeral
Wearing all black in the summer
Ain't nothing new to you,
And gun shots at night starts to sound like a musical.
You gotta lot of friends, not really most of them fake.
I see a grand institution
Separate yet I'm still one of the gears
Smokestacks pouring out CO2 pollution
Been doing so for over 200 years
Enough, why don't we take the lead on clean green energy?
