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Graffiti decorations Underneath a sky of dust A constant wave of tension On top of broken trust The lessons that you taught me I learn were never true Now I find myself in question They point the finger at me again Guilty by association You point the finger at me again Paper bags and angry voices Under a sky of dust Another wave of tension Has more than filled me up All my talk of taking action These words were never true Now I find myself in question They point the finger at me again Guilty by association You point the finger at me again I wanna run away Never say goodbye I wanna know the truth Instead of wondering why I wanna know the answers No more lies I wanna shut the door And open up my mind Gonna run away... |
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