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I was raised by the radio waves in my parent's separate homes while our future was mortgaged for the down payment on a war of our own so for all the kids still underground and all my friends still under ground for every soul possessed with sound here's a rhyme to kill our time: underground or under ground it's better to be lost than found do you still remember whenLetras de canciones we were going to save the world? I went digging for the truth but found nothing hard in the core cuz in a world of lies, life is a crime and each day, we do our time punk rock changed my life and so did money underground or under ground it's better to be lost than found I've seen the "wonders" of the world, they mean nothing to me it's a slave trade / war parade / landfill / strip mall / death factory I'm the one you call "none" and this is my prayer: no past, no present, no future From Letras Mania