Big Cheese - TCP

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The barren land is torn all up Dystopian streets, broken concrete underfoot Perpetually greying skies have clouded your mind And the toxic fumes have left you blind To the world you can no longer see Forget about who you wanted to be Stench of petroleum, crude oil and tcp With fuck all to blame but political greed Your ashes are swept away in a gust Remnants of a life crumbled to dust The air is so thin you can no longer breathe Hospitals collapsed and every railway bridge Infrastructure could never last Dreams of an idyll life fade to nothing now that your Ashes are swept away in a gust Remnants of a life crumbled to dust
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