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Riot Gear Built into your Home.
Born from a struggle,
and we won't give in.
Taught from an outdated book,
I won't ever be given the chance to win.
Compasses with the points chewed off,
Where will we fit in?
Destinations ending before the journey's started,
When will we belong?
Witness our own obsoletion.
Self destruction never felt so right.
Medicate myself. Medication.
I'll try to fight off a dragon of pills.
I lost my helmet, now my heads at risk
I'm too comfortable in my own skin.
and we won't give in.
Taught from an outdated book,
I won't ever be given the chance to win.
Compasses with the points chewed off,
Where will we fit in?
Destinations ending before the journey's started,
When will we belong?
Witness our own obsoletion.
Self destruction never felt so right.
Medicate myself. Medication.
I'll try to fight off a dragon of pills.
I lost my helmet, now my heads at risk
I'm too comfortable in my own skin.
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