You can not look at those eyes
There can survive with these lies
Walk what they need,
Ask what you have to miss
It's staining my head
Make my cells
This is thanks to all
I get from you
Food by fear,
Nothing is clear
You me, you hear
You me, you hear
No rest for the consequences of guilt
Facing my own
Doubts about what is
Really Real
I mentioned that I lived again
Lost all fought around the issue by the end
All my hopes fell at the bottom of hell
The womb of Mother Earth
Is bleeding, loss of a
Child
No one can deny our descent
You me, you hear
You me, you hear
Food by fear, there is nothing clear
Walk the walk, talk the talk.
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