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Combat Crisis Our City

re not afraid, if you bring the mics, we'll bring the strings Lets Party! In the.. H.O.S.T.I.L.E. City Suburban punks and city kids, lawns with grass

dogs we hunt out praise Or, when our true nature finds its way to the surface We hide in the darkness, our tails between our legs. At all costs we are