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Dragged through the mud on the back of an airplane
You can still see the marks on his knees from the road
He never learned his lessons but then again most people never do.
How often have we heard this story?
The self sacrifice for something greater
But it all comes down to how much blood will spill

Tell me something
How tight can you get that tie around your neck?
Your suicide sponsored by Brooks Brothers and Coca-Cola
That briefcase a permanent extension of your arm
We are all trying to find something worth living for
Palm stained with ink and blood now mark your territory
Palms stained with ink and blood now paint your coffin lining


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