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We all have a claim to "fame", We know right from wrong but still at a crossroads We "hear" things we "see" things all trying to find our "lost" souls But what are you looking for because shits always changing We're always blaming and naming our generation is so fucked up they say But have you done anything to stop it? Its a cycle a world ball will our creator drop it? Lord can you hear me? I'm losing my mind! But aren't we all just one at a time. I cant take it I need answers? Maybe I'll just sleep the pain. I've shut myself off from the world around me for personal gain conversations getting shorter The meanings never felt Who am I who are you have you thought about ourselves
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