When all the bodies will burn.
I'm grieving for the minds of the missed,
But if you won't miss forever,
Then all the bodies will burn into the hands of a broken heart.
We are the black youth, try and tear us apart.
I don't belong in this, this is the furthest I can get to try and deal with it.
And after all the pain they inflict, we have no blood but we have a purpose.
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You call this a messiah but were not broken,
You've got problems but you won't solve them.
Broken, like the back of the bastard youth.
So fuck the law 'cause we wrote the order.
We might be the gutter of society but to ourselves we have a promise to keep.
Call us worthless, call us cheap but we know we can and we will if we're told no again,
We should, we won't 'cause we're in it for them.
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You always keep taking, always keep taking from me.
You call this a messiah, well I call it a murder.
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