Can you hear me are you listening will you think
I stand at a distance
And I do it from afar
She
Don't judge a book by it's cover
Angel of light core
I pick you you're the last scab that will take
Actions and intent are often mistaken in place
so hard to
Brother brother can't you see this lie you've matured into
You
When the light goes out tonite
See a golden path of
Put myself in a void I can't fix
I've turned my
Hold that thought what was it you said again
With everyone
Seperate ourselves from what is truth the feelings inside so
This is for the ugly ones get up!
Chosen in discrimination
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