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isnt it?
thats how you really feel
isnt it?
youd like a different life
wouldnt you?
everything in place
its a wicked life
isnt it
filled with good and bad
hats in hand
i dont blame you, nilu
flesh and bone
just like everyone
how could you have known?
just like everyone
its wicked life
isnt it?
but the scales were tipped long before you
shoulders weren’t meant to hold
shoulders weren’t meant to hold
you were made to be crushed
made to believe in love
you were built to break
an army of imperfect animals
an army of imperfect animals
an army of imperfect animals
an army of imperfect animals
an army of imperfect animals
an army of imperfect animals
all teeth of us
all teeth, no hope