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Tundra Kids (Explicit) - No Trigger
Written by：No Trigger
Products of lust through incidental reproduction
Reproduction
A group of kids stuffed primed
And fated for self destruction
Four or five years will get the job done
Sometimes advancement comes with
Two or even nine
But let me tell you let me tell you
With buzz cuts looking horrible
And tom needing de lousing
With the finest olive snowsuits on
And goggles for reflected sun
We sing old fashioned songs
And trudge through low income housing
We press on we press on
I'm guessing that we're close
I see some Eskimos
Lost six or seven toes
And I can finally say that
We'll never make it home
It's all we know
And snowshoeing is f**king tough
Within this arctic circle plate
But I've danced worse than this
The northern lights try to reflect
The path at 30 centigrade below
The zero mark
The top of the world is calling
With sensors reading low on oxygen
We ask ourselves some simple questions
If not us who
If not now when
