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Last Night I found myself stuck I kept opening my eyes But I couldn't wake up. Guess I'm just stuck In a world, in real-time where; Every secret is another risk. Promises are just a remnant of a myth Trust was a lie. And honestly was abolished, so True Love couldn't really exist. People better at using words as fist -- than using them as a gift. Children getting schooled like fish, school programs turned to projects to nature the statistics; so if the shoes fits they are too dump to notice; Police enforcing politics, while social media enforce justice, young heart-broken mothers seethe, with protesters cause, because they wouldn't let son breathe. People shooting in black on white, so its hard to see, it killing you and me.
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Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 11:21 AM UTC
Nightmare
Last Night I found myself stuck I kept opening my eyes But I couldn't wake up. Guess I'm just stuck In a world, in real-time where; Every secret is another risk. Promises are just a remnant of a myth Trust was a lie. And honestly was abolished, so True Love couldn't really exist. People better at using words as fist -- than using them as a gift. Children getting schooled like fish, school programs turned to projects to nature the statistics; so if the shoes fits they are too dump to notice; Police enforcing politics, while social media enforce justice, young heart-broken mothers seethe, with protesters cause, because they wouldn't let son breathe. People shooting in black on white, so its hard to see, it killing you and me.
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Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 11:21 AM UTC
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