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Broken Heart Syndrome

from Lightningcloak by Brown Word and the Big Whine

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Someone shot a bullet in the heart of America
She got the broken heart syndrome
Running toward a greatness decency won't allow
The nightmares of the past bleeding into the now
Streets on fire in the cities of gold
Tomorrow is a flag that may or may not unfold
You can argue who fired the shot
But who the hell can help her heal?

In the flotsam and the jetsam of the uber rich
In the blood and oil flowing in a drainage ditch
You can see your own reflection looking in your eye
Keep on staring till the smoke blots out the sky
And if you have the money to be free
You never have to see the forest for the trees
They were cutting down
To get a better view

A walking contradiction in the land of the free
Somebody shackled Lady Liberty
Laughing in your tower or lying in the street
You can go either direction in a broken heart beat
Because you're free like that to take to the sky
Or strangled by the root to shrivel up and die
You're pulling up by your bootstraps
But your dime is worth a nickle son

She'll love you like the mother that you never had
She'll whup you with the fury of an ornery old man
She'll leave you in the gutter just an empty skin
But nothing glitters like gold in the land of sin
So inject into her veins she's pumping cold hard cash
Kneeling at the altar of almighty ass
Take your tokens and pray to your god
You don't get picked up by the cops

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from Lightningcloak, released December 22, 2020

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