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Pockets of polar bear coins
Grandma's lace with me
Sun to warm the flowered hills
As children, we were free
Now watch our hillside burn
Bloodied lace, and we hung
Hung the youth that was our compass
Right from the very start
Duo tangs and stickers turned
To pavement around me
You were found with sleeping pills
Just begging to be free
Now watch our hillside burn
Bloodied lace, and we hung
Hung the youth that was our compass
Right from the very start
Now watch our hillside burn
Bloodied lace, and we hung
Hung the youth that was our compass
Right from the very start
The very start
The very start
The very start