.Four walls and a cauldron of Kalashnikoving
And our home is a trigger that I'm always pulling
At the border, at the, at the border
I'm at the border, at the, at the border>The short spears and the weak eternal monologuing
And our war is the crucible of all your longing
At the bord.
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