.Couldn't help but cry when we were brought to life.
Drug out to the cold, and slapped a few times
to the rhythm, and the flickering lights,
we tightly close our eyes.
we grow to either be or hate whats cold, and thats where we lean to know...
To run! Don't follow!
Live your lif.
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