| Oh this newer generation, Drowning in self pity
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| Looking for every single possible way to scream «woe is me» to the world
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| For the high of sympathy
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| In a world filled with so many people
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| In a world with free will
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| How can we blame a God for our suffering
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| When we’re the ones who beat our young for thrills
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| We rape, we kill
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| But we rarely claim the bill
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| We’ve made our homes in the undertow
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| No room for tears, only room for growth
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| We’ve made our homes in the undertow
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| We have no choice but to learn and grow
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| We blame God
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| It’s easier than swallowing the truth
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| We chase our dreams but we still suffer
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| Pull at the seams but we still suffer
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| We blame God
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| For lack of human reasoning we question our suffering
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| We chase our dreams but we still suffer
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| Pull at the seams but we still suffer
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| Why do you think you’re such a victim?
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| You act like your suffering is something new, but it’s not
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| This is something we all go through
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| I won’t stand for
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| This double standard held higher than reason
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| I won’t stand for
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| This double standard held higher than reason
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| We’ve made our homes in the undertow
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| No room for tears, only room for growth
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| We’ve made our homes in the undertow
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| We have no choice but to learn and grow
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| We blame God
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| We chase our dreams but we still suffer
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| We blame God
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| Pull at the seams but we still suffer
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| We blame God
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| We chase our dreams but we still suffer
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| We blame God |