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You know the houe down the street |
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Where the kids are |
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And every day |
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They seem to have a new scar |
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Something strange is going on |
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And everybody knows |
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Doors always shut |
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Windows always closed |
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The little girl had a burn |
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The boy was black and blue |
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They said it came from play |
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You know that shit ain't true |
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The boy's arm's broke |
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Girl's scared to speak |
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Their parents drink all day |
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Couple of dead beats |
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Some days they go to school |
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And other days they might |
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It's hard to stay awake |
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After you cry all night |
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You see 'em every daay |
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Tear tracks on their cheeks |
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But they will never tell |
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It goes on weeks and weeks |
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(but what can they do? |
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They're only children man!) |
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You ain't no ****in' kid |
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Act like you give a damn! |
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Won't someone save these kids |
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Do something, call a cop |
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The other night i heard gun shots! |