Crumbling concrete in a beaten up town square,
Pigeons and crows circling in the air,
Bodies piling into a bar,
Inhaling whiskey and sucking on tar,
Never knowing daylight,
A love bite,
Or even who they are.
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Crumbling concrete in a beaten up town square,
Pigeons and crows circling in the air,
Bodies piling into a bar,
Inhaling whiskey and sucking on tar,
Never knowing daylight,
A love bite,
Or even who they are.