Stripes

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Old Wounds - Rock

Stripes

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You can hear them shouting. Shouting from an open window and the youth has never felt this low The writings on the wall that they painted read "pain is the law." The boys and girls can feel the beat. The words they speak are tongue in cheek Learn the truth about your roots and the bloodstains on your boots Your paradise is an old photo of strangers without a frame. And you're out of view Tattooed wrist and a lack of conscience. Yes, it makes me sick You wanted a war No means to an end because it's already ended. The guilty lay so high and mighty Everyone is hiding the answers, but I know how to get it Here we are, the near and the far. All your promises lay in a jar We love dying for the sins of others Tattooed wrist and a lack of conscience.Yes, it makes me sick Everybody knows that it always goes to show. We shall soon cease to exist. Rain down

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