Some were meant to suffer Some were meant to live their lives like kings You separate society Dividing our name We see in each other What we dont see in ourselves Define the words you speak These words are never like therre told There is no hope These words are never like therre told I cant seem to escape Youre everywhere I look There is no hope Youre a future strain of this addictive disease Sinking in red eyes they gaze Its what defines you Some were meant to suffer Some were meant to live their lives like kings Live their lives like kings Youll never know the feeling of achieving Whats in our hands Its our divide We watch our nation fall before our eyes We are blind to everything but the paper what we burn We watch our nation fall before our eyes Your hands are tied from the face of the truth We are blind to everything but the paper that we burn Its our divide To have and to hold Nothing but empty hands A life to mislead And now we see in each other what we dont see in ourselves To have and to hold Some were meant to suffer Some were meant to live their lives like kings Live their lives like kings Youll never know the feeling of achieving Whats in your hands
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