[it is too rough, too rude, and it pricks like a thorn.]

for teenage souls in civil war; for youth in its fiery barefoot glory; for love that leaves bodies in its wake; for blood on the concrete on the hottest day of the year.

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prologue: track 1

act 1:
tracks 2-5

act 2:
tracks 6-9

act 3:
tracks 10-13

act 4:
tracks 14-17

act 5:
tracks 18-21

21 tracks