.



Yeah

SHE

( we talk a lot )

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Blood in the alleyways

Yeah

WE TALK ALOT

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God ain't dyin

It's we who are

DEAD MEN WALKING

lost within the pain in our bodies

And the voices in our heads


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Worlds are crumbling

While

Rich men build walls around themselves


And say

**** ALL THE REST

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)       (

Rain

Rain.              Rain

Rain.               Rain.               Rain


Oh child

Reality


Is only

What you say that it is



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