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I was born on a criminal island

I was raised upon the chicken reserve

I was taught by the obedient minors

I soon learnt initiations hurt

Blending myself into the stench of tyrants

Wanting much more than they thought i deserved

When i was tried, they tied me to the altar

Challenging me until the rumours burnt.

So what went wrong at the end of the summer?

Man we were lost it was the end of the line

What went wrong at the end of the summer

Then we were loaded on the thrill of the ride

Taking their time to run you through the mill

Knowing your way around the dollar bill

Questioning answers in unusual ways

Making your way, and then the world’s your oyster

But what went wrong at the end of the summer?

Man we were lost it was the end of the line

What went wrong at the end of the summer

Then we were loaded on the thrill of the ride

And the world is so full of laughter

It’s as though were not on fire

Even though we’re lower than the angels

We can still catch our soul on fire

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