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Early morning with me and her words are kind
Nothing seems to lift the soul like
wake up in dreams that we can't buy
And holding on for somewhere better

Early morning sits with me and her words just
seems to move the air like time
Some wake up in and their whole world dies
And we're holding on for better

Grass is always greener, are you
Bet you're always first in for nothing
Happy after, stand in line
between the bloody lies
Have pain, I don't want it

Tell me you can hear laughing
Fuck our noble men and
is not to reason but to die

Ever get the feeling you've had
little children, that's it
Not that you dreamt when you were bad
The picture isn't is it?

I have enough to know I know
The screaming never stops, just
the king and all his spineless whores
They will of our existence

Jesus I'm in with nothing
yourselves you fucking clones
Insignificant my
your breath, you're nothing more
High to know your nothing new
your prison walls until you're
Insignificant little
I your fucking, hate your fucking

All is getting are you blind?
Bet your son is not a is he?
See it, see it, witness
behind your master and his line

Still the buried of war
Ours is not to but to die
I can't hear no words of
Turning underneath the
Ever get the feeling been had

Suffer little children, it
Not that dream you when you were bad
The isn't perfect is it?

I have seen enough to I know
The never stops, just listen
Tell the king and all his whores
They will of our existence

Save you fucking clones
I'm in love with nothing
Insignificant my
Climb your prison until you're
Insignificant shit
Save breath, you're nothing more
High enough to know your new
I hate your fucking, your fucking