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Feb 2013
Under the influence of giants
Its just alot of different kind of the same thing
Replicating our gods
But its all just alot of different kind of the same thing so it seems.

Maybe we created a god for hope
I know it all started in prehistoric times
For control

My mom she toils and works after coming home from work.

My dad he relaxes and spends his time running in the ocean trying to catch her eyes
But she's too busy in her own lies
Talking to an invisible invincible God.

You will see me working in the factory
It's in my blood
I'm a high school drop out trying to start my own revolution.
With a little help from hell its the only solution.
Or in the streets looking to smell spilled blood
But what am I waiting for...

Under the influence of gods
It's all alot of different kind of the same thing
How are we influenced by giants if we haven't seen them roam the halls
Yet we are destroyed by them as if we were all Mexican ******* ******.

It's all a different kind of the same hardships if you tell me.
Geovanni Alfaro
Written by
Geovanni Alfaro  Rogers, Arkansas
(Rogers, Arkansas)   
   LD Goodwin and Pure LOVE
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