having no root, i followed my own route
i used to know no other way
some would say i was the sum of a brute
i used to prey, when i should pray
i used to believe in an eye for an eye
to our minds vengeance comes in twos
by the time that we buy our last goodbye
we do what we do, then pay our dues
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 9:16 PM UTC
having no root, i followed my own route
i used to know no other way
some would say i was the sum of a brute
i used to prey, when i should pray
i used to believe in an eye for an eye
to our minds vengeance comes in twos
by the time that we buy our last goodbye
we do what we do, then pay our dues
every line contains a set of homophones.
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