We should of known it`d be like this,
An upward struggle of falling down,
We`ve taken comfort in loathing,
It`s where we used to play anyway.
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What you can see is only half of who you are,
What you can say is only half of what you mean.
The days just seem to be longer,
There`s no more strength in these broken hands,
Our faces sunken with hunger,
Turning upward we fall to our knees.
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