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Underground Prevails

Dear Mr whatshisface 
I can remember 
No. Mr whatshisface 
I do not surrender 
 
If forgiveness is given.. mr face it 
Might we all breathe sick and ill 
mr. fake it, If love is in heaven 
Do we all burn here in hell 
 
I can remember 
all the times 
i poored my soul inside 
numb like paint to pavement  
i left rolling outside 
 
no i cannot surrender 
no. not this time 
reflection standing still 
in this rain faded mind 
 
known as friend 
barred indoors by cops 
no i cannot surrender 
behind pointed lies 
 
proud to say no 
in the symbol you wore 
proud to stand up 
for the right  
to say yes 
to defend what it is 
you and i believe lives 
 
even in colors 
in screaming dreams 
in ends that were 
and tunes that seam 
endlessly burning  
my soul feared fowl 
in a time of our own 
left burning,  
end this pain of guns and fire 
end the proud, snugg on riches 
end this fear of letting go 
end all labels, preventing love 
end the war we continue to feed 
end it please. 
 
now facing the night 
we see the changing light 
of lighters, following a sound  
that speaks the language of soul 
baring the name of music 
our nation's anthem breaks song 
unspoken to the world 
never feared to be realized 
or unheard of 
 
this is the underground 
comming back up 
ruckus on live, living alive 
and throwing it up 
 
wheels spinning tight 
a noose around my neck 
and where am i left 
but burried umongst the dead

by lonedevil on 18 Mar 2006 at 0:59

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