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..But We Can Wait
The suppressed dream turned upside down
Inside out babies flushing babies
Down drains they know nothing about,
Then going back for themselves
And the sorrow, (we) will carry through
Until what’s left is a pile
Of what could have and should have never been
Forgetting where it came from
[And we’ll throw down if we have to take that
Trite of a mask off for whatever the cost
To resurrect the truth]
Self-infliction, jurisdiction – minor threat
We can’t save everyone from flushing their own shit away
But we can wait...
We can only watch this for so much longer
Holding onto overwhelming lifeless souls
Sitting back on fights we were always told we could never win
Dividing as one, we will wait...
Until what’s left is a pile
Of what could have and should have never been
And we’ll know exactly what we know right now
