...
Power cuts, no ice, so the cuba libre's strong
Fire in the cane fields, generational trauma
At the museum, eyes glassy from the pain pills
Me and her in the diorama
Sugar, molasses, rum
Sun blasted bastard's son
Some laughed, some slumped aghast at what we'd done
Sugar, molasses, rum
Sun blasted bastard's son
Some laughed, some slumped aghast at what we'd done
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