We will feel
Try and cut your losses
Turn on the friend
In the city they drowned us
-we will feel-
Before the nature leaves our souls
Not all of us want fame
Golden stairs and diamond bars
Killing yourself for greed
Why do we see it this way?
At night, stark skies reappear
-we will feel-
Oh, and we will feel someday
Bright and right
Is no longer in sight.
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