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No One
Shades of gray
Hate influence
A constant truth
Put into effect
The question
On a dead friends face
The tragic
Stance he used to fake
Passed away for circumstance
A forced exit out of
Innocence
The right to choose
Stays in her head
Systematic ignorance
A politicians
Hand in your pants
Searching
For what he don`t have
Creating new obscenities
Harassed
And broken down and in
An eye towards
Eternity
A passing glance
And half a chance
At sanity
Shows you
Things... they get away
It`s all we can do
To ride it on through
No one
Leaves the caravan
Feel the signs
The jazz... the band
Affection
For a certain time
A haze of mid-life
Drunkeness
You`re crucified for what
You`re art says
If art is
God... true art has left
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