| This road has over taught me lessons
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| About my lonely soul
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| I am young and getting wiser
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| Soon I will grow old
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| Trip my heart from misconceptions
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| Fill my eyes with grief
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| Let me make my own connections
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| In this endless sea
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| Oh muscle, cars, and endless bars, and shopping centers for the teams
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| High price propane and crack cocaine
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| And lovers without love like me
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| I see so much my visions blurry
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| In the world I live
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| If we’re to change them we must hurry
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| The devil’s moving in
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| Love and hate can not see colors
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| Like the human eyes
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| So priests and preachers, parents teachers
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| Don’t act so damn surprised
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| It’s the world we’ve made and living in
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| Of greed lust and poverty
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| Of war and pride, teen suicide
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| And lovers without love like me
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| From topless dances to Marilyn Manson
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| And lovers without love like me
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| There’s kids in gangs
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| We have coveted fame
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| We have sweat shops across the sea
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| We have abortive mothers
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| We hate each other
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| There’s lovers without love
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| There’s lovers without love
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| There’s lovers without love
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| Like me |