we stand as a men with warn out hands squeezin the only thing i know in life.
feelin stranded @ times as if we were only handed a mouthful of lies.
branded our faces seems dull, n we can't hear our call ringinin in utter silence.
feelin the fall creepin its hard to stand tall n tightly hold in the violence.
when's nuff enough when others faces r ova stuffed n ovaflowin, it's sickenin.
n it's a lil to fuckin much when u cant stand the touch of everything that's happenin.
constantly pull n dragged, some what nagged by the whippin wind of life n what it hides.
like we've been had n left flustered inside this mad man, n one can't seem to take his own side.
fightin within our own lil world n outside ones skin feels thin n somehow dreams r missin.
swingin on the grin of those who fake where they've been as if we were to listen.
it's all part time n how we find out who it is we r to sort a of unspoken term, become.
tryin to shine in the bottomless pit of cries in which we fight from becomin emotionally numb.
feelin stranded @ times as if we were only handed a mouthful of lies.
branded our faces seems dull, n we can't hear our call ringinin in utter silence.
feelin the fall creepin its hard to stand tall n tightly hold in the violence.
when's nuff enough when others faces r ova stuffed n ovaflowin, it's sickenin.
n it's a lil to fuckin much when u cant stand the touch of everything that's happenin.
constantly pull n dragged, some what nagged by the whippin wind of life n what it hides.
like we've been had n left flustered inside this mad man, n one can't seem to take his own side.
fightin within our own lil world n outside ones skin feels thin n somehow dreams r missin.
swingin on the grin of those who fake where they've been as if we were to listen.
it's all part time n how we find out who it is we r to sort a of unspoken term, become.
tryin to shine in the bottomless pit of cries in which we fight from becomin emotionally numb.
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