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Jul 2014
People are stupid,
People are dumb
'tis world is a cage
How far will you run?.

People are you,
People are someone
'tis world's a mirror
Are you holdin' a gun?.

Chasin' the bullets,
Are you gettin' numb?
'tis world is a circus,
When you're the strange one.

And so many whispers,
To count your scars
Ghosts are just people
Who have no heart.

Fed to the winds,
Those conquer these walls
Free-will is an illusion
That infects one and all.

People are slaves,
people are king
A deaf mute bird,
Who got no wings.

People are outside,
People are within  
So many flavours
But the same skin.

Cuttin' through edges,
Finding a way in
People are a temple,
A crowd of sin.

And so many screams,
To shout your wager
'tis world's a carnival
When you're a stranger.  

To wither in ashes,
Of an army of people
A needle's poison,
That keeps goin' deeper.


People are stupid,
People are dumb
'tis world is a cage
How far will you run?.

People are you,
People are someone
'tis world's a mirror
Are you holdin' a gun?.

Chasin' the bullets,
Are you gettin' numb?
'tis world is a circus,
When you're the strange one.
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aviisevil
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