Guards by Osi
We're kids on the corner, we're sure as hell
That daddy's got a gun that he cannot draw
We hear you're carrying yours as well
We're calling, we're calling, we're calling
We're calling you
Christians and cutters we all confess
On twenty-one channels, each day one less
You can't keep shooting the camera test
We're calling, we're calling, we're calling,
We're calling
Some guards call it the forward slash
Others can't talk with a knife in their back
We're call call calling
We're call call calling
We're calling
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