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I've got these radical friends.
Broken lips,
rainbow violence.
Pink clouds on a razor mountain.
We're running through a city of head wounds,
holding hands.
Night frowns in the city of head wounds,
so take my hand.
Yeah?
Yeah!
Load up your love.
Radical friends.
