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So tired of living as I watch you burn and fade Can't stand the look of you, your presence disgusts me We have been the same, now I am an alien to you Outcast and uprooted A pool of living ideas reduced to a puddle of backwardness I thought we were the same, unity instead of purity And as I watch you flake from the solid ideas, I ask myself Was this really you? Was this really you? Was this really me? Was this really me? Debating inside these trenches as the world breaks apart Children of resentment, we are our own worst enemy Break the shackles of decency, we've had enough of bigotry Wrestle all your virtuous emotions, hand in hand out in the open I aim for liberation, no more hatred, no exploitation I aim for equality, for diversity and autonomy No more walls, no more gods and masters, everyone a king or queen I'm sick of you tearing us apart, divided we will all fall From Letras Mania