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How you feeling on the top? Sharpening your tongue, for another fall out? So, who to care about the mass now? Who to cut fleshes by their mouths? Pin it up on religions, once battled No you don't want to know, who broke the promise Who brought the message, who blazed the torch Feed your own enemies with kindness, they taught But you're dipping fingers in your own people's platters Building crisis, rolling dices, conquering heights Listen when the base breaks, you won't stay there When their dreams scatter, you owe them They can pull you down from this ladder
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Feb 2, 2017
Feb 2, 2017 at 8:53 AM UTC
Cruelty of the Era
How you feeling on the top? Sharpening your tongue, for another fall out? So, who to care about the mass now? Who to cut fleshes by their mouths? Pin it up on religions, once battled No you don't want to know, who broke the promise Who brought the message, who blazed the torch Feed your own enemies with kindness, they taught But you're dipping fingers in your own people's platters Building crisis, rolling dices, conquering heights Listen when the base breaks, you won't stay there When their dreams scatter, you owe them They can pull you down from this ladder
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Feb 2, 2017
Feb 2, 2017 at 8:53 AM UTC
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