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He knows no shameand takes no blamethis simpletonsees everything.
He's only satisfiedto point out other's mistakesnever afraidto use his pride.
His tradition is old;his faith a hand-me-down.
The family,he wears them on his sleeve.
Morale and value leftunder a christmas tree.
He once had the gift, this image in his grandparents eyes.
No guns, no drugs, no rape, no end.
This vacant soul is paleand blue.
In empty gaze...his crow's feet area vision of defeat.
Sick and tired of the meaninglessness.
The irrationale...
He's desensitized his every needand emotion.
A cup half empty, but fullof euphoria.
He's searching for the light switch in the dark to switch his routine.
To find a reason...
To find faith in peace of mind.
When one too many beliefs die,it's tough to see through these black eyes.
Everyone forgives, everyone forgets.
Everyone is true, and no one here will lie to you.
He knowsthe truth.
He knows the truth:
Here nothing's certain,disregard what you've learned...to find faithin peace of mind.
All of thier gods died with his peace.
I should know him,that heathen's me.
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