Из альбома: Traces to Nowhere
I let myself think that things are black and white
Was led astray corrupted by my ego and pride
I let myself be fed on lies and be deceived
I was the stereotype I hated to believe
I escaped failure
Hardships I endure
I let the past go
am I telling you something you already know?
Escape failure
Escape failure
Make it through
am I in any way different from you?
I wanna say fuck your popularity contest
Strike me off, count me out, I won't be next
This game you played, all of you failed
I won't look up to the heroes you bred to be worshipped and praised
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