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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required We must run up all our credit cards Spending real money has become much too hard And we must play the stock market Trading happiness for lies Believe not in all those politicians who are promising us peace This peace is only obtained by all the soldiers who have been embraced by death Leaving much too early in the race We’re running out of places to bury all the forgotten faces in the ground So how about it barkeep how about another round Oh, let us drown away our sorrows Sing a little tune Come on boys lets howl and bark at the moon It might be early in the morning but we won’t remember anything soon So boys strum those guitars and man bang on those drums I’l'm melodically release the air from my lungs Lets sing in tongues If we’re all alone tomorrow at least we sang together tonight In this bar where smoke dull the light We’l'm drink until death’s not to far from sight You know life’s a beautiful blinding star Well at least in the general sense If only life came with some selectively absences Been busy trying to find some traction Each day is arduous and it is much too scary to wish Because behind every wish is a hidden fear We must take life in portions Only if it came with one of those money back guarantees Much happier are early years No on to fear besides our peers Learned to write all our letters with my dears Cried only sickly sweet happy tears I’ve never experienced any of these things My past only brings me to oppressive tears
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