We are the fallen the dropped and crawlin. We are, we are- the youth of the na-a-tion. We dream in rhymes and speak in colors. Baby close your eyes, you might just see me. Just maybe. If you really try
What a dangerous game I play. Trying to push myself over the edge. Dragging people with me. How long do you stay? Until the bills are paid? Until you can't stand it anymore? Until you succeed in pushing everyone away and the us nothing left.
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