These are words to fellow land loves, dreams of the future and yet they can't see it.
My account is so simple
The world has made us observes and dreams of what looks to far
Growing ever so sensitive to what our father has said we leave it for him
Fallen so far from potential beings we can be
To make it worse
Every breath we exhale is a ticker
Ever so close to the closing of the show
Maybe that is the reason I stand up
Most wanted in the Devils list
Stop hearing the sacred side
Looking at everyday like my day
My account is so simple
The world has made us observes and dreams of what looks to far
Growing ever so sensitive to what our father has said we leave it for him
Fallen so far from potential beings we can be
To make it worse
Every breath we exhale is a ticker
Ever so close to the closing of the show
Maybe that is the reason I stand up
Most wanted in the Devils list
Stop hearing the sacred side
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