Walking down the street its filled with covered eyes
Acting like a fool if they hear somebody cry
Its so clear but they dont wanna see
The life-giving hand slowly turns into nothing
As we break the walls
As we squelch the souls
Our today denies tomorrow
Liar, praying hands in the house of God
Their minds are killing like a loaded gun
I want the days when we could start it again
Far from the hate and the sins of our hands
Dream the life then live your dreams
Choose the one who makes you complete
Listen to every beat of your heart
Lay down calmly when you reach the end
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