Texty: Harloe. Where Business Ends, Friendship Begins.

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Like the burning of Harlow

You'll learn something tonight

Like the plague of tomorrow

Some chances don't give twice

So, can you show me

The innocence in sex

With purple crosses

Tied around your necks

You're right, right?



We burn right where we stand.

We burn.



Make us proud.

Shut your mouth.



Tell all the women

Tell all the children

To clear the streets

We'll show who's watching

Just what you're thinking

When your head's spilled n the concrete



Let's see you walk away.