| Pathetic creatures
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| Walking endless
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| Pathetic species
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| Lost in a myth
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| Breeding like rats
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| Glorious glimpse at the heavens
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| Casting down on shallow threads
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| Over horizons that lay unlimited
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| Sunlight upon my face
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| Crazy world, crazy girl
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| Lost in the sunlight
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| Slaughtered, murdered
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| Over tragic century
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| Spreading claiming
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| A victim’s plea
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| Don’t find me misleading, deceiving
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| I am what i seem
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| A symbol a product a broken culture
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| But, bruised, stoned, drunk
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| Walking dead…
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| I don’t need your conclusion
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| I don’t need your reason
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| I will live the life I wanna live
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| Help me Jesus I can’t
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| Give what they want me to give
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| Only lost highways i stray
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| Towards the sunlight
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| Where no one dares to wear a face
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| All colors blend
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| Into sunlight
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| Rain down on me
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| Crazy world, crazy girl
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| In the sunlight
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| What of the horrors, what of the hate
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| What of the fear, that we all face
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| In you in me… because of our skin
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| We separate, retaliate the colors collide
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| In attempt to fuckin' survive
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| A twisted culture
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| Into the streets again, we all try to defend
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| A sacred place to feel safe. |
| It’s like a
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| Mockery of a society that’s been laid
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| To waste with no chance. |
| a place of broken
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| Dreams a place where nothing seems just
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| What it seems to be
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| I try to open my eyes to a much
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| Brighter light
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| But it seems to be, dying
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| Taking us to the grave… |