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Their soaked laces Warm as concrete Slice against their soul Black in their endless nights Eyes absorb their show Tear soaked eyes held down Forced against the rock Hand outstretched grasping at none Boots stomped to shock Their instruments of waste Keep sawing at their jaw These concrete curbs will never be as raw Tear soaked eyes held down Forced against the rock Stolen liberties litter the streets As ghosts rally feeding on their shock Cut the concrete and peel back what's within The lies inside they'll try and hide Mask their primal sin Leave them here Arms stretched to none And present them there Blank eyes facing the sun