HIGH AND DRY YOU`VE GOT A HOLD OF THE FUCKING TRUTH YOU`VE GOT NOTHING BUT A BLANK HAND DON`T YOU IN THE END IT`S JUST A TIRED EXPLANATION AND I CAN`T SIT STILL FOR THE DURATION YOU RAISED ME WITH MY HANDS RAISED TO THE SKY I GUESS THERE WAS A TIME I BELIEVED YOUR WAYS I LEARNED TO READ BETWEEN THE LINES I LEARNED TO QUESTION WHAT THEY SAY AND IT GETS WORSE BEFORE IT`S OVER AND THERE`S NO TRUTH IN CLOUDS ABOVE, NO LUCK IN CLOVER AND I DON`T BELIEVE THAT I`D HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY SUNDAY SCHOOL AT AGE 9 I THOUGHT I WAS ON THE WINNING TEAM BECAUSE I WANED TO SEE IT, I WANTED TO NEED IT IT WAS 9 YEARS OF HOLY SHIT AND I BELIEVED IT YOU RAISED ME WITH MY HANDS BEHIND MY BACK I GUESS THERE WAS A TIME WHEN I BROKE AWAY I LEARNED TO DISREGARD THE LIES I LEARNED TO QUESTION WHAT THEY SAY
I WON`T LOOK THROUGH YOUR LENS, TAINTED BY INTOLERANCE AND BASED ON FALSE MORALITY ALL IN THE NAME GREED
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