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Blow By Blow

Blow By Blow

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Oh, Cut trunks of the trees atop

Hold on the soil from your roots

And may bear if there'll be a downpour

Thanks for helping us even you're no more


If the end is in slash, then stash my hands

Watch the lives die into the realm

Obscene the body of all blood and flesh

Desolate the land and we will be dead


Doing for the greens, oh

Hold on and we will

Kill all the trees on the earth

Green bills can't pay the bill

Cleave the beams of breath


If the end is in slash, then stash my hands

Watch the lives die into the realm

Obscene the body of all blood and flesh

Desolate the land and we will be dead


Green bills ain't ample for surcease

Avarice can't alone save the species

We need two o's for the beings



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