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Inside, Inside my mind Feelings thought evolution left behind Look out at the shattered weeping billions Destroyers of your own civilization Look out at the dead outside my window In the hard land of the inner city winter The dying, their empty fingers wave While riding a world they cannot save Love the dying Species slowly disappear For the canyons of the concrete frontiers All races of the suicidal species Drawn faces shine, smile at their babies Love the dying Burnt, stoned, crying From Letras Mania