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Take a step,
Who ever thought the lonely boy would ever be,
This modern lie,
Blind fold me but it doesn't mean that I don't see,
You could only hope.
I never heard it no,
I'll never hear it no.
Through this crazy haze.
Of a stubborn mind,
Re-attach, Mishap, Unwind.
There is only so much that you think that this,
Generation can hold.
You could only hope,
I never hear it no,
I'll never hear it no.
To this day,
You can say,
Whatever you want cause it's rising and falling ignorance is hitting the snow,
But I bet you can guess that I'm,
On the way,
On the way,
To believing in things that are written all over my face.
Lonely time,
Could ever tell the little culprit what to say,
This minds delusion,
Means no revolution,
I'm running so fast,
That I'm holding the past,
But I'm leaving a letter that's full of shame.
To this day,
You can say,
Whatever you want cause it's rising and falling ignorance is hitting the snow,
But I bet you can guess that I'm,
On the way,
On the way,
To believing in things that are written all over my face.
To this day,
You can say,
Whatever you want cause it's rising and falling ignorance is hitting the snow,
But I bet you can guess that I'm,
On the way,
On the way,
To believing in things that are written all over my face,
Go.
Who ever thought the lonely boy would ever be,
This modern lie,
Blind fold me but it doesn't mean that I don't see,
You could only hope.
I never heard it no,
I'll never hear it no.
Through this crazy haze.
Of a stubborn mind,
Re-attach, Mishap, Unwind.
There is only so much that you think that this,
Generation can hold.
You could only hope,
I never hear it no,
I'll never hear it no.
To this day,
You can say,
Whatever you want cause it's rising and falling ignorance is hitting the snow,
But I bet you can guess that I'm,
On the way,
On the way,
To believing in things that are written all over my face.
Lonely time,
Could ever tell the little culprit what to say,
This minds delusion,
Means no revolution,
I'm running so fast,
That I'm holding the past,
But I'm leaving a letter that's full of shame.
To this day,
You can say,
Whatever you want cause it's rising and falling ignorance is hitting the snow,
But I bet you can guess that I'm,
On the way,
On the way,
To believing in things that are written all over my face.
To this day,
You can say,
Whatever you want cause it's rising and falling ignorance is hitting the snow,
But I bet you can guess that I'm,
On the way,
On the way,
To believing in things that are written all over my face,
Go.
Credits
Writer(s): Amandah Wilkinson, Timothy Commandeur, Sarah Gardiner, Taylor Henderson, Stephanie Joske, Ashley Mcconnell
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