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Lirieke: Bless The Fallen. Albright.

She stands at the corner waiting. Its another night filled with others. SHe does it for the attention. She loves the taste of a new fuck. Three kids at home in a shanty one bedroom. Fuck for the mone. We'll fuck your money. WHen I look in the mirror I see her face. I came to protect you, home is where the heart is. Home is where you make it. Through the glass i see your eyes. This city is serenity

(Thanks to Guy for these lyrics)
Bless The Fallen