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Hotel Books - Boundless | Текст песни

Dear everyone, we are a broken people
But, it's okay, at least we have each other
And all I ask is that we can love one another,
In a society of social adaptation to no end
We can't pretend to fall silent in this bend
Enduring injustice and lack of substance, reduced to redundancy
Repetition, regurgitating serpents to the church of Christ
Now, the church of judgement
Amid the beautiful devastation,
The reusable meditation to calm the nerves of witnesses to a crime of passion
A crime of madness,
A crime of catastrophic proportions extended across seas,
Reaching into the hearts of children,
Grabbing into their vital organs
Until their blood pumps differently,
Now inept to the silence,
Rather than the equality
We've been indoctrinate to believe that it is better to die for our beliefs rather than live in vain
And this is a belief that I breathe in, every single day
Not letting a single moment go to waste
But we find fault in our grief, and we let political biases enter a spiritual realm, and change the pace of our breath,
Until anxiety has consumed the depth of our mess, that is our bleeding head
Breaking our necks and changing the landscape of the human brain
To conform to lessons we prescribe to those we thought were not living life in a way we wanted to see astride
So we created a diatribe, a sickening language of dialect to change the meaning of brokenness
So we can say we are changed
Even thought the linguistics were simply just rearranged
And brought back to a point of comfort,
Through a time of stress
And we talk to each other fairly straight,
But at a scary rate, we escalate our fate to the point of that very break
And then in times of comfort we barely relate
Just a merry state of intellect fleeting down a warred drain,
But it always leaves dark stains in the sink holding society to the brink of rioting
The extinct act of trying, and that's why I'm writing
I want the ink of my pen to stain the hands and hearts of many,
In the name of love,
In the name of peace,
In the name of grace
Don't shy away I don't write to expose shame, or pass blame
But rather to make it known that we are all the same
In need of love,
and in need of embrace
So let's make this change, and find a way to relate,
In a way of love,
Not hate

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