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Then, maybe we could ignore that the shore used to be the edge, explore more, than our block or the next city over with nothing on our shoulders, but the clothes on our backs, and you leave us hear with nothing, expecting no attack, with soldiers on the way.
If we only knew the truth about what really goes on, maybe all the things I do would make sense just for once. Maybe we could work our way around it. If we only knew the truth about it.
You think its crazy to think there's nothing to hide. Whenever theres a proposition for me to decide on. Theres a million suggestions with a million intentions, with the people getting richer off the people getting poorer. It's due for being over. There's justice on the way.
More than just a lie or two about what really goes and what you said. More than just the right thing to do. The time has just passed us up instead.