Border
This border means nothing
They are flying over our space
Second intentions made up
To share out our land
Fool pride so naive, age old
Much older than your age gold
Dirty hands cannot clean anything
Mercy costs a handout
Thats costs our floor
The lighted sky is our front door
It's so easy at all
To enter through our front door
They are flying over our space
Second intentions made up
To share out our land
Fool pride so naive, age old
Much older than your age gold
Dirty hands cannot clean anything
Mercy costs a handout
Thats costs our floor
The lighted sky is our front door
It's so easy at all
To enter through our front door
Credits
Writer(s): Leonardo Pareira
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