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Watch This City

Lying here, bass bumping
Inspiration, heartbeat pumping
Pencil tapping on the wood
I'd draw the world, if I could
Marks on paper, for this I yearn
And Deuce sings out, "Watch this city burn!"
Charlie sings, "Trees as torches!"
There it is! My eyes are scorching
Scratching fast, lose myself,
Colored pencils off the shelf
Orange, red, yellow, as memory serves,
One last time, "Watch this city burn!"

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