Boxing the Needle

The crescent was a faulty one
We knew we had shrug them off
Rolling down the hill

Red and white the blood and snow
He didn't wear a lid I guess
Another bitter pill

Catholic schools you'll never know
Redeemer handed off the guilt
Something's going down
Red and blue the siren sound
The kid was only 9 years old
The bottom of the hill



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Writer(s): Molly Drag
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