All-American Trash

Through the quicksand, the wind
And the bush in between
Someone has to shine
The boys of the wild found each other
During their time of need
And chose to turn to each other in order to grow

Learn, learn, share, hope
Running away from home
Facing the fears of the real world
Maintaining to hold on to the idea
That connected them all, but this is difficult

There's something different in the air
The clouds are changing, weapons
Love, heartbreak, and everything in between
Dirty, filthy boys
Don't let this one die

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