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Down is where they want to see you
Down is where they want to keep you Down, somber and silent Faith is used against you Faith is a line that they feed you Faith is only a word Don't believe their empty lies Fear is how they grip you Fear is fixed inside you Fear of unacceptance Same old story will we ever learn Fall for the cliches all over again With a calculating coldness it never ends Their indifference just blows me away Down is where they want to see you Down is where they want to keep you Down, somber and silent Faith is used against you Faith is a line that they feed you Faith is only a word You can only save yourself Fear is how they grip you Fear is fixed inside you Fear of unacceptance I can tell you what's at stake 'Till I'm blue in the face Your blind acceptance blows me away What is it that we haven't said or haven't done Or are you turning a deaf ear to these words You sit unknowing with your pathetic apathy You may have grown to accept this, but not me You shut your eyes to the truth But I've seen the evil that men do The answer staring you right in the face Another generation fooled It blows me away Blows me away Blows me away Blows me away Blows me away Blown Away |
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to moonn6pence from shootingstar
I found a souvenir In things I collected. The effect it had on me Turned out distressing. Instead of focusing on my past rejoicing It just reminded me of awkward emotions. Thought of my innocence Thought of alienation No self identity and massive confusion I wanted desperately to think of the good time Guess I remember too much. Guess I would rather look at The path in front of me that's holding something new. Does it really do the trick when you're reunited? Does it make you stop and think Things weren't meant to click? Does it really do the trick to be taken back? Does it make you stop and think Of all the things you lacked? Time can give and take away at will. Don't look back, don't stand still Because time will bleed you dry. A little sympathy please for the petty bastards Who feel their glory days are behind them So far behind them The person they thought made all the difference Isn't even who they are now. And they refuse to see how Everydays another chance to mend a petty life. Does it really do the trick when you're reunited? Does it make you stop and think Things weren't meant to click? Does it really do the trick to be taken back? Does it make you stop and think Of all the things you lacked? Time can give and take away at will. Don't look back, don't stand still Because time will bleed you dry. Bled dry Bled dry of motivation Bled dry of motivation Bled dry A desert of ambition, a desert of ambition. Bled dry Discarded by the wayside, discarded by the wayside, Bled dry and left for dead |
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A dog that has no heart
A dog that shows no heart This day and age That dog will have his day. The ones who take your money The faceless and the cunning. This day and age We're all such easy prey. They aren't worth the money that they earn They don't deserve the money that they earn. You fit the demographic If cash burns a hole in your pocket. This day and age the con men have it made. Dollar [x5] Check the flavor hear me holler. This day and age Respect is what you're paid. They aren't worth the money that they earn They don't deserve the money that they earn. Hey, hey don't support the over paid and Please say what you think about them when your face to face Pick your battles carefully and Don't waste money that'll speak for you. It's the voice that speaks the loudest in this day and age. They aren't worth the money that they earn They don't deserve the money that they earn |
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Find a fault!
Cut it down! Criticize everything. What may be Wrongly seen As a show of strength may be a Cry for help! Cry for help! Cry for help! Cry for help! Cold and calm Out of reach Distant eyes, secret life. What may be wrongly seen As a show of strength is just unexitable Far too fucking cool. Unexitable Feigning control with detachment. Cry for help! Cry for help! Cry for help! Cry for help! Don't turn away it's a cry for help Don't turn away it's a cry for help Pride doesn't heal the pain that's felt. A cry for help! |
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