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Chardust

My eyes been burnt.

A layer of chardust remains.

The dim view.

Damn johnson grass made a cut.
Left leg left bleeding from the injury.
It stings and you know life.
It heals and you know death.



No Wall

(Chorus) I don't want no wall. No, I don't want no wall. I don't want no wall. At all. Let's have a little fun. Beat on some...