Nilo - ERA

Era

Up to the day
The children play
And all of the Crayola melt so fast
Money hits on ticket bliss
As the action went too vast, too vast
The bomb in Ariana
What you gonna?
What you gonna?

We accept
That guns were kept
To make a stance
Should be adept
All of which is done and left
The teachers of their schools are dead
Ticking time, ticking mines
People, wake up, realize
That we're really on a brine
Hope you lower on that pride
Being good and all aside
Let her be his bride
Let her be his bride
Get in and hit the gas
Run over people's ass
Hope we break into a mass
Let the bomb be triggered
In a crowd that's bigger
That is what you want, I figured
Cry for the little killers
They're in no vigor

I hope it's over
People keep dying
In most inhumane ways
Missiles, bombs, and bullets
I hope it's over
People keep dying
In most inhumane ways
Missiles, bombs, and bullets
Save this era (Miggy)
Save this era (Nicole)
Save this era (Cyana)
Save this era (Kirk)



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