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we were brought up this waybelieving we'd be better offthan what has been displayed for usbut when our thoughts collide,we become victims ofof no compromise{{ we are not satisfied, how can we be satisfied?And so it's come to thisthe branches tangle and they twistthey belong to our family treeswe cannot resistbreaking bonds and clenching fiststangling branches of our family trees }}I've seen the biggest messand I could never forgetall the inconvenienceof being thrown from side to sidethere was no wrong, there was no rightthere were only sides I was supposed to take From Letras Mania