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Drip like melted snow

Twisted faces no one seems to know

Wiped out in the dirty subway station

Its no wonder we play the shames game

 

You’re empty suites

Recoup only to lose

Money doesn’t buy salvation           

I’m guilty

I’m guilty

Of all these

Of all these things

Tears fell

As the mother said please

Spare 2 dollars

So I can get something to eat

 

 

Facing the giant

I feared in innocence

Give to live

Live to give

Feel to forget

Forget to feel

Numbed my head

So I could pretend

None of this is real

 

Just like yesterday

And the monsters that hide under my bed

Or the voice in my head

 

I turn on the TV

I can’t find peace

This is such an alien thing

People cutting off each other’s heads

Accepted by fathers for there daughters

This world is filled with sad things

Why create more disparity

Just leave the children be