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The Banishment
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| Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man |
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Banished from this world, and from its toil
I can only watch, grieve and pity
Stare at stupid likes, wonder at people's smiles
Laugh at any call
Call for unity
Smashed by surprise falls, slashed by irrelevant scolds
I can never heal: who can know bravery?
Messages that make rage from those who think they're straight
Participate in denial: validate their luxuries
'Cause I'm bored
So I left
No reason for me to hang around this place
I get more and more stress
Nothing anyone can offer, more or less
Done grieving, closer to the end
Done grieving, closer to the end
Hail all that is vain, exhibiting no refrain
Eventually condemned for things unholy
Don't request a vote, no confidence to uphold
Refusal to be a pawn, to your insecurity
Selling another point, best thing to avoid
Everything of this world becomes cruel and dirty
Passion and desire, obsession of a style
Capitalistic shrines of all vain glory
'Cause I'm bored
So I left
No reason for me to hang around this place
I get more and more stress
Nothing anyone can offer, more or less
Done grieving, closer to the end
Done grieving, closer to the end
Smashed by surprise falls, slashed by irrelevant scolds
I can only watch, grieve and pity
Stare at stupid likes, wonder at people's smiles
Laugh at any call
Call for unity
Smashed by surprise falls, slashed by irrelevant scolds
I can never heal: who can know bravery?
Messages that make rage from those who think they're straight
Participate in denial: validate their luxuries
'Cause I'm bored
So I left
No reason for me to hang around this place
I get more and more stress
Nothing anyone can offer, more or less
Done grieving, closer to the end
Done grieving, closer to the end
Hail all that is vain, exhibiting no refrain
Eventually condemned for things unholy
Don't request a vote, no confidence to uphold
Refusal to be a pawn, to your insecurity
Selling another point, best thing to avoid
Everything of this world becomes cruel and dirty
Passion and desire, obsession of a style
Capitalistic shrines of all vain glory
'Cause I'm bored
So I left
No reason for me to hang around this place
I get more and more stress
Nothing anyone can offer, more or less
Done grieving, closer to the end
Done grieving, closer to the end
Smashed by surprise falls, slashed by irrelevant scolds
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