.From the auction block to the wrecking ball, our house is sold to the dozer. Our house is dust, wait for the wind to sweep it all away. Our house is dust, we never held the deed anyway. Like the rats, we follow the decay. Fill our homes with the things they throw away. One block behind, the new bree.
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