In the resurrection of the state of our minds
We look past the simplicity to describe our lives
With some eager discretion for our hot-headed agression
Where the pains of obsession, tickle your sides
Hiroshima's bombin', a man's in the dirt
Searchin' for his commander as he lies some more
With this Hiroshima crime droppin' all over town
All these people will see inside of our frowns
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Lyrics submitted by Jake.
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