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Tand up straight just like a man
Be counted with all the rest
Work real hard and graduate
You need a well deserved good rest
Find a job and find a mate
Settle down in a house in the suburbs
These are dreams they gave to you
I can feel when theyre not yours
My skin peels like wallpaper
In the house that we dont go to anymore
Feelings are far too radical
Ever see eye to eye?
A mothers son was killed today
Only what she knows is why
Beheaded by hands of so called faith
Maybe for a chance to live in the sky
Whatever the boiling point they saw it
I dont think that was the way to go about it
They dont see a way around it
Finally Ive come home
Slipping off my shoes
Into a land,
That brings such safety to me