Going through the motions with the sound turned down Trying
These piper are rusted Paint peeling portrait The blood The
Step up to the forefront Lifes a warfront Called a
In time it will all fall This structure of stuggle
Hold your head up highReach for the skyWhy is it
Everything i am This is not as much fun as
Withdrawn from all pursuits of passion and purpose The fear
They want to strip you of one thing Bring on
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