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All things dull and normal All people look the same All things are but formal With quite forgettable names Each ear another one to lie to Each mouth another one to feed We're all but a statistic And a very ugly one indeed All things dull and normal All people look the same All things are but formal With quite forgettable names Hypocrites in their pedestals As the sloths complain The truth is hypothetical And the self-righteous disdain All things dull and normal All people look the same All things are but formal With quite forgettable names The sky scraping towers The roads of traffic and rush Beauty is only in the papers And the tip of the artist's brush All things dull and normal All people look the same All things are but formal With quite forgettable names Cold hearts shame the winter Causing more damage than flood We are but the earth's splinter And we hunger for blood All things dull and normal All people look the same All things are but formal With quite forgettable names Tomorrow is but a conjecture Today is what we're worth Will our children even have a future? Or have we aborted them by birth? All things dull and normal All people look the same All things are but formal With quite forgettable names We have guts for feeling We have eyes to see But indifference is more appealing I hope it's just me All things dull and normal All people look the same All things are but formal With quite forgettable names
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Sep 3, 2012
Sep 3, 2012 at 4:59 AM UTC
Suffer the Little Children
All things dull and normal All people look the same All things are but formal With quite forgettable names Each ear another one to lie to Each mouth another one to feed We're all but a statistic And a very ugly one indeed All things dull and normal All people look the same All things are but formal With quite forgettable names Hypocrites in their pedestals As the sloths complain The truth is hypothetical And the self-righteous disdain All things dull and normal All people look the same All things are but formal With quite forgettable names The sky scraping towers The roads of traffic and rush Beauty is only in the papers And the tip of the artist's brush All things dull and normal All people look the same All things are but formal With quite forgettable names Cold hearts shame the winter Causing more damage than flood We are but the earth's splinter And we hunger for blood All things dull and normal All people look the same All things are but formal With quite forgettable names Tomorrow is but a conjecture Today is what we're worth Will our children even have a future? Or have we aborted them by birth? All things dull and normal All people look the same All things are but formal With quite forgettable names We have guts for feeling We have eyes to see But indifference is more appealing I hope it's just me All things dull and normal All people look the same All things are but formal With quite forgettable names
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Sep 3, 2012
Sep 3, 2012 at 4:59 AM UTC
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