Cripple bastards

The outside world

Cripple bastards
Dreaming behind a cold, insensible pane.
Suffering beyond the outside world.
Making plans, burning flags --
my life against the outside world.
I think I'm dying for a right cause,
I think we're dying for a right cause.
The Outside World.
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