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the trenches

from "true crime" by the House of Wills

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I won't roll out of bed for twelve an hour
but I'd shoot you in the face for less than that
But redemption never comes in the form of smoking guns
without a couple strings attached

I thought about moving out to the country
but I'm pretty sure I'd just get fucking bored
With no sirens and no songs and no bodies on the lawn
Nothing worth dying for
And I thought about the war
And I thought about you
And I thought about the promises we made to one another
before they called out your number far too soon

May they all break out from where their captors keep them bound
May they all break out
May they all

I think I'll be a boxer in the suburbs
so I can still punch people in the face
Plant coral bells and aster in the garden
Spend all my free time staring into space

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from "true crime", released November 6, 2020

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