Marco Driver Biography

I am the son of a man whose god let him be
I am the son of a man who didn’t like me
I am a son, an uncle, a brother,
And I guess I am also the life of my mother
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Charge, you damn thing
Come on, or I’ll use my sling
Pretty please
I’m getting on my knees
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Useless lips that can whistle no more
Through gritted teeth I lay on the floor
One bullet in the stomach
Didn’t even know the dude
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He was a man with big ears
They were huge
And he sat
In his chair
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On a rainy night
A man walks across the street
Towards misty faces
He can see
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