Treacher Collins

Eighteen hours I tooled the worst

Getting older could bounce back best

Nothing could prepare you for this

 

Since my blood was stolen

My heart has been dying

 

My bones are my teachers

But I have none

D.U. birth defects emit

And bombs

Your young gas masked task force

Stomp them out

My bones are my teachers

But I have none

 

Love was made for all high school queens

And their faces angle in seams

You can watch it all on T.V.

 

My bones are my teachers

But I have none

If skin sheds I’m worthless

So hide your sons

My void is my person

A heart to home

Visit and you’ll find yourself alone

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Power Move 2