Losing my Identity
Wondering have i gone Insane
To find the Truth in front of me
I must climb this mountain range
Looking downward from this Deadly height
And never realizing why i fight
Standing here, I realize you were
Just like me trying to make history.
But who's to judge the right from wrong.
When our guard is down I think we'll both agree.
That violence breeds violence.
But in the end it has to be this way.
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Hah dad loved that one
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