The look on your face
The Smile you give
Underrated...
Dear...
Your one-eyed sighting
Bit scynical
Well throwing hearts to you is not equal
Ohh...
Society's death stare
Your voice burns ears
Hell in words
With the hook of curse
Don't wanna listen well I got no choice
Difference matters and you're all slaves
Ohh...
Society's death stare
The Flowers that I got seems to understand what I want
Escapes My mind losing it Fells
Feels like rhyming with no words
I'm leaving you
Goin Far away
It's the end its no reality we have
Don't mind being insane in a word where sane
seems not sane...

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