You walk this earth living a life taken from the hearts of those who have found what is truly theirs. Pulling cards to shuffle the hand that you've been dealt. Afraid to look back on the bridges you've burned.
How does it feel to live a lie, to flip your colors when the seasons change? Black sheep following these broken roads.Cowards hiding amongst the wolves.
There is nothing in this world that will make you real. The reflection in the mirror shows the image we can see right through.
Black sheep amongst the wolves.
Taking the stage, preaching a message but following a different path. Wearing the mask of a computer screen. Hiding behind the letters at your fingertips, and force feeding your elitist opinions down our fucking throats.
You are the swarm of locusts consuming every gimmick in sight. Your entire culture reversed to reflect the kid that is standing next to you, while you worship your faceless idols. I walk around and see all individuality thrown out the window, and hordes of kids searching to exploit the next best trend. You are the black sheep, we are the wolves. What is real to us is something you'll never understand.
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