When your institutions fail
I shall own them up
And throw them into the subway for destitute's
Matches are in abundance
And i will burn the subway
If you and your accomplice,
manage to rise again from the ashes
I will spray you up in air
And let you intoxicate everyone
One match will be enough
And again i will burn the subway for destitute's
I will hear your muffled screams
As they echo through the impenetrable walls
I will cry for you and me
The re pungent smell of your burning flesh
reminds me of my homelessness
I lived in the subway for destitute's
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