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Painted Windows
Written by Mark Baldwin, All Rights Reserved
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Painted windows, closing signed, a town stained grey, suspended in time,
empty buildings and sequestered streets, community muted made a gallant feat.
A family business, that corner store, a hundred year legacy up for sale, from the deficit they must flee.
Things have change this place ain't the same, our degenerate town, it's decaying
You tell me what you see, whats wrong with this scene
Divide and conquer of the meek
In the rough part of town competitions are fierce, between rival neighborhoods, those battles are long and misunderstood.
After the fray, whats left of the vacant, all pushed aside amongst rubble and dive, shout and screaming abuse at passers by.
It's a mass of concrete and stone, our degenerate town, it's decaying.
You tell me what you see, whats wrong with this scene
Divide and conquer of the meek
You tell me what you see, whats wrong with this scene
Divide and conquer of the meek
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