The Absentee Ballot Lyrics
A million candles line these streets.
Back home there's just melted wax on the concrete
And I recall a heart so pure it that ceased to beat.
I haven't said nearly enough.
But I've already said far to much.
This is the best and worst things will ever get,
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So don't forget...
Back home they curse our names,
But good or bad we all rot the same
