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Like an itch
That won't go away
Walking the streets
Eager to play
Finally finds
Moment of joy
No questions
Approach the toy
But they always
End up dead
After [he's clear]
Follow the tracks
Officer's desk
Growing stacks
He will strike again
Some day
Summertime
And they always
End up dead
Some day
Summertime
And they always
End up dead
Like an itch
That won't go away
Walking the streets
Eager to play
Finally finds
Moment of joy
No questions
Approach the toy
But they always
End up dead
Some day
Summertime
And they always
End up dead
