Ask of me
what I can give
And you’ll have it
Before you know
Know every soul
that passes by
Fights a losing battle
Of his own
Keep the hate
away for good
We’d like some
Peace and love for now
And when you reach
the seas of gold
Dont forget
to turn around.
The mangled cries
The crooked facts
The evil faces
that you like.
The lies that stab
what’s never yours
And everything else
within your might.
They’ll hunt you down
the alleyway
The day you think
you’re out of sight
So guard your arms
and learn to fight
Or just believe
the butterflies.
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