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Threatened by misshapen beliefs, Tried for the times that hold no faults We've come clean through our shine Bold and blistering, yet unfairly fine. Knocked down by the guilty Unfaithful to the innocent, heads resting Unable to give me a rise Wether you like it or not This is our time.
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Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 12:03 PM UTC
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Threatened by misshapen beliefs, Tried for the times that hold no faults We've come clean through our shine Bold and blistering, yet unfairly fine. Knocked down by the guilty Unfaithful to the innocent, heads resting Unable to give me a rise Wether you like it or not This is our time.
lizz-hinch
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Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 12:03 PM UTC
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