East Last Heart

Laboring, I first chose you for my all-star team
And you have been advised
Where power and rich kids find ways to unite
It is virtue who's sitting the bench
By not talking, I shouldn't have to say it
I said get out, I mean get out this minute
I don't trust you more than
The weight of your shadow
Rich kid I'm talking to you



Credits
Writer(s): Jason Molina
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