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Wasting time all the people you said were rightin a life that was out of sight from what happened in hereyou were born with a purpose or so it's swornIs it worthless to feel so torn about what happened in hereI'll be sure the poisons pure at nightall these rows of soldiers fall in lineLighted traps or a fixture of autocratsbut their birthright is soon to lapse from what happened in herecinder blocks in a cascade of falling rocks set along from the aftershock of what happened in hereI'll be sure the poisons pure at nightall these rows of soldiers fall in lineWithout words to guide you worth in timeI will not let it goI've been hanging out I know I'll wait a while to go From Letras Mania