And what I am I if not a thought
Questioning all I was taught
Wearing rings to make a vow
Promises kept, forgetting how
And what are we but floating dreams
With nothing ever as it seems
Holding back and not sure why
Wishing to live before we die
And what are you but fate itself
Finally coming off the shelf
Paint peels with time and use
All suffer some type of abuse
We link our hearts because we cry
Hate ourselves, but not sure why
Drones created to please a plan
Lump us all into a single man
I implore you to explore you
Why you do what you do
And as for me, I’ll finally free
All I hide, because my pride
See a time where we
Break – through
Shake – through
We are the few
But everyone’s due
To love
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