The lacking of father figures

Has made every problem bigger

We're turning into bottom feeders



On strangers in streets off broadway

Are markings that tells you their names

I wonder if their signs misleads me

Or leads me



I turn it away

I'm safe from the waterfall



Our skin has big city illness

I try to communicate this

But nothing in the world will change it



So walk through the blueprints sister

I'm sure she will know you left her

Just pass under the guilty bitch bridge



And turn it away

I'm safe from the waterfall



I can't believe we're failing this

It's easy , tried and on the list

that binds us through euphoric bliss

For you my dear, I'm lost

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