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Conversations With The MInd - Living

Are we the living or are most of us the dead?
Six feet under, how many colors are in the spectrum when we fade?
Lost in a sense of comfort when it's so harsh
You know you can't see your death but flashes of your life
Like lightning in the night sky
I don't want to be struck
Sucked into a life of fucking business suits and money
How can I be an optimist when I don't care
You see me and I'm not there
No one is there and no one knows us
We are the ghosts of life
No one is living
Giving hope in return getting it back
I think there is more then one war going on
How much is happiness?
Are monsters real?
Monotonous sounds from others all drowned in the sea of our own hate
Listen carefully to the cry of a woman as she is having a baby
The the cry of the baby after it's born
Universal pain
Where do I go to collect my heart?
where do I even start?
What time is it in Hong Kong right now?
A billion people all in a street
Wasted on us
Take me to the real kingdom
Fuck this system of life
Traveling into the colorless light
A gun is our new bible
Written by ConcreteMoon (Dillon Nickerson)
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