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hungry hatters in this world
and their double-barr
eled guns
You always had to hold the reins
You can fake it for a while
Bite your tongue and smile
But where we're headed
Like every mother
does her ugly child
You'd better hurry rabbit - run
you just don't know the way
But it starts to leaking out
Like spittle from a cloud
So affections fade away
Amassed resentment
pelting ounce and pound
