| Rape this identity, for you canvas
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| Hatred and misconception, your mediums
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| You paint credibility away
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| Mark I may, but stained, I’m not
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| In a rage of green venom is spat
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| To uphold what order?
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| P.C. |
| mentality, come belittle me
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| The only barrier to compassion, the one that you uphold
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| Politics on a kindergarten level
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| Expression has no place here
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| Indignities
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| I have no grasp on this
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| What wasn’t said
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| If we blind our eyes the blood still runs red
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| We possess nothing other than a lust for peace
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| So now we are liable to learn from history
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| With human factor, learn we must
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| Fear revolution
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| Violence, our most basic function
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| Why should we hide from instinct if there is pain to end?
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| Self- proclaimed lovers
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| Would they condemn us the same?
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| What wasn’t said
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| If we deafen our ears, the screams still echo on
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| If there is such a thing as content in apathy, then this you have achieved
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| Desensitized consumers, veto these dollar votes
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| Fear is no excuse, not anymore |