Thomas Hunter and White China Gold | No Man Is an Island
“Even in my room, the streets, they shake and hiss.
Men’s lives kick dust and fall apart while I sit in here and hide from it.
Babbling Saints just rot scraping up a buck
‘God-blessing’ about a God that clearly doesn’t give a fuck.”
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