Break the mold from where we're made cast no stones and to this day it bowls me over bound and blind by the lies, empty hands, empty minds it brings me over kill the blinds do or die just give it over little hands broken hands, will they ever understand? just knock it over... as
I lay and I wait for the wave of destruction
I lay and
I wait and
I bruise and I break.
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