New realities are conditions
Much to little for us to suffer
Because we don’t know any better
There are a hundred ways to fall in step
New realities are conditions
Much to little for us to suffer
Because we don’t know any better
There are a hundred ways to fall in step
Because for the past two hundred years
The wine drunk and the freedom proclaimed
O are dubious and laughable
Waiting to yield a new use of life
Scatter,
Scatter brained by
The sins,
Sins of silence
Scatter,
Scatter brained by
The sins,
Sins of silence
Scatter,
Scatter brained by
The sins,
Sins of silence
Scatter,
Scatter brained by
The sins,
Sins of silence
Scatter,
Scatter brained by
The sins,
Sins of silence
A knife
To cut the root
The root
Of ignorance
A knife
To cut the root
The root
Of ignorance
Scatter,
Scatter brained by
The sins,
Sins of silence
Scatter,
Scatter brained by
The sins,
Sins of silence
New realities are conditions
Much to little for us to suffer
Because we don’t know any better
There are a hundred ways to fall in step
Because for the past two hundred years
The wine drunk and the freedom proclaimed
O are dubious and laughable
Waiting to yield a new use of life |
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