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People
I'm scared of my past
I look into the future
I see a road to destruction
Where is my place in this world ?
I'm lost in the middle of nowhere
Looking for a sign
The one that says lives got meaning and I'm not losing my mind
I want to believe that am a part of something greater
Something to save the human race,
Unite black and white.
To create a unique, precious and kind civilisation
One better than before
Is there a flaw in our making ?
That we think we are better than each other?
We take joy from stepping on each other.
It's an illness we inherited from being sophisticated.
There isn't enough time to enjoy a beautiful day, watch the sunset or watch the moon rise.
It's ironic that we get smarter and dumber at the same time
But who would believe that we could have a world without crime ?
I look into the future
I see a road to destruction
Where is my place in this world ?
I'm lost in the middle of nowhere
Looking for a sign
The one that says lives got meaning and I'm not losing my mind
I want to believe that am a part of something greater
Something to save the human race,
Unite black and white.
To create a unique, precious and kind civilisation
One better than before
Is there a flaw in our making ?
That we think we are better than each other?
We take joy from stepping on each other.
It's an illness we inherited from being sophisticated.
There isn't enough time to enjoy a beautiful day, watch the sunset or watch the moon rise.
It's ironic that we get smarter and dumber at the same time
But who would believe that we could have a world without crime ?
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