I've heard the words "united front" The great escape that you've undone. Philosophy dimmed by the atmosphere. (I've played the hand that you borrowed
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Disowned, dishonored, The crop of yesterday, Why are we faithful? Labeled, positioned Stripped of our right to grow What do we fight for? We are
Heaven's exploding And i'm feeling strange in my skin Can we recover? Picking up peices and starting again Showing the world that you won't be afraid
Sometimes I feel like we've given all we've got, and I'm tired of pretending I'm something that I'm not. So what's the point if it's not the turth? Different
What more can we stand for? And who is left to blame? Calculated chaos Reflecting back our shame IT'S TIME Figures in the darkness. Motives in
Monitoring imperfection Throwing faith in wrong directions Regulated, silencing Can this be just what it means? Voices overpowering Finally it
Speechless vows unbroken Shattered lives to open Disconcerting Vision Remedy Suspicion So consciously planning escape From the name that they
Posion by a kiss, the soft silence is so submissive behind the blandishment, your rose have vilified and withered crinsom petal lips, one taste can take
This time, you somehow managed to outdo yourself from your eyes of burning green you cannot justify what you've become to be accepted by the scene.
In an age of nothing we must move forward to break the cycle and hearts that strayed forsaken forget the times of loss we live our live for something
Forget all the bullshit and just keep moving forward, with high hopes and good friends, hold fast to dreams but shoot beyond maintain your goals, and
Without, the desires that brought us all this pain. I will strive beyond all regret, I can face the fears that conquered me. To the grave I will not
sleeping in graves They've broken their necks, still they feel compelled To look up, look out and return to ground A sky scraper is ambition And sweet
me that was going to take it Then I know that it wouldn?t be straight And I keep telling my reflection Ambitions are already starting to fade And I keep telling my reflection Ambitions
[DJ Drama:] (oh yea, you thought we was done? Naw) YEA! Money money money get a dollar and a dick Weezy Baby that crack, muthafucka get a fix Got money