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Waste It

i lost my sight fighting for globar peace everthing blasting my inner dream i knew my path even though never understanding a thing lose it all on friendship i want my past to keep catching up with me i hate you all standing in a row what was all the fighting for? waste it god knows its best shut the doors of endless flaws keep counting all the fondless guns i've kept my life inside a box can't stop all the rage inside my head stop the damage of society

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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