"Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing that I can hold onto
To believe in this livin' is just a hard way to go"
"How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young ---, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My ---, we the last ones left"
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