Wednesday, September 14, 2011

The Color of My Name

Forced realizations
Severed old connections
Bring the sinners bleeding
Making no exceptions;
Kill dissenters
Undermine free thinkers
Let no one else in         
But still the pain
It lingers 

I traded you
Cheap lies from the bottom of my pocket
A piece of land for your eyes,
Drowning in the ocean
I moved so slow
Your mind was always workin’
Oh my now I finally see the shape
We’re in

Deep down we’re the same,
We’re the same
You scream,
The color of my name
Oh,
Deep down,
Deep, deep down
Deep down we’re the same,
We’re the same

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