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The sun we wanted to touch
Not burn our hands full blisters,
But to get rid of the crutch
Wanted wings, like the wind
Wanted shield to defeat
Fought for wrongs and rights so long
Just out of joy being hit
Now tell me, how are we here
Stand at the top of the peer
The one that falls tonight in water
Will be wrong of us here
Presuming yes, there is god
Whether you like it or not
But he’s like old cowboy from texas
Ties his tie to a knot
He turns tv to 4k
To watch the planet decay
And some 8 billions of people so dramatically fail
Yes, words are only to play
And knives are only to chop
But won’t you try to tell a rapist so politely to stop
We’re buying gold for our blood
Whether you like it or not
There was the a man to tell the tale but people asked him to stop
And I’m not jumping the gun
I’m going off to the sun
Decide yourself either to drop or to come
Peer is right under your feet
There is a good there to meet
Bu make your mind to admit
No matter what – it’s defeat
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