Name Game

She came showing her scars
Incisions to deep to heal
lost her sense of what is real
A battlefield vet,
in her battlefield day
Getting pills at discount
In her battlefield way
Abusive behaver,
her f--ked up lover,
swinging at his shadow
that she hung from his wall
The police pollute the streets
pointing their other guns
Crowds pass on the fast track,
and they pull over the slow guy
And Jim's home now,
grocery bags lifting his eyes,
kids our off to school now
Its time to stay high
Believing what is said,
and finding whats so good
Were all an eight ball
contradicting our games,
calling each other names

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