A broken up tarmac, desolate road
Borders with buildings, which silently erode
Tumbleweeds play, the trees slowly die
This is a town that has now said goodbye
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Reality I've seen for too many years
Even in dreams that I've dreamt
It's always the same, always has been
Nothing to me is exempt
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Will you ever admit to the mistakes that you made
The lies that you told, the games that you played
Even right now the truths been revealed
You continue to lie through lips that are sealed
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Could a psychotic psychiatrist mentally diagnose
A schizophrenic person with multiple lows
The first of them having bipolar and stress
The second a depressant who's heads in a mess
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My little girl with hair of gold
And eyes as green as grass
My little boy has hair of sand
With hazel eyes, full of laughs
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Lonely street, dark and late
She ran so fast and hard
Waiting there, watching her
He dragged her in a yard
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The day has become so very cold
Sending chills all through my bones
My teeth begin to chatter away
As the wind, it sighs and moans
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Today this old man told a story to me
Of this frightened young boy, he once used to be
Abused by his parents, ignored by his peers
A little boys dreams became nightmares and fears
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Nature's finally had enough
No more green shall there be
We've destroyed her Faith in man
So now her wrath we'll see
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