A town that's full of chaos.
A town waiting to pay a cost.
The people dragging out their messes.
A towns meeting full of confessions.
Where are the ones who fall asleep easily at night..
Through all the breaking of the walls, where are the ones who love a fight.
Where are the ones who take the stand.
The ones who fought rights and held your hand.
Where are the ones who sugar coat anything and everything.
These are the ones you need by your side the ones in a brawl you should bring.
The ones who chant poetry, the ones who will sing.
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