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we've been placed in a mold all our lives by our teachers the things we should be like set to explode to the norms of society the ones who can't break free our future looks as bright as the dying light coming from a homeless person's can i don't be a latchkey kid looking in the holes that i've slipped through is this a world where no one cares 'cause nothing seems to matter anyway does hurting people really justify their right for being right? so hard to turn this tv off inside my head when all i think about is the things that i never did i'm just looking for a good time, my time, our time when i can be myself again. without a clue, without good news without someone telling me just what to do i think i can tell the difference between right and wrong justify the right for being right (8x) From Letras Mania