“They killed Cornbread! They killed him - he didn’t do nothin’!”

Still making a lot of racket on the freakin’ thing?”

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I got a cold stare, the wound’s still there,
But there ain’t much left to bleed—
A short fuse that I still use, I’m my own worst enemy;
Stare at the faces I once knew, lined up just to bury me.

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