Occupyearth

Ben a long time
 You were born one day you are going to die
 Ohh...
 When ya clocked in can't remember what you'v forgotten
 So...
 Let me tell you how it is here
 To exist here livin on this fear
 Hey
 There is some is something called emotion
 And sensation
 And they feel this way
 You can build and play
 You can lie and scheme
 While your children say pretty much any – thing
 Others will arise, colors will become cold
 And they call this time
 It accelerates slowly, then faster
 There is some one to look after
 And of course you grow
 Be aware you can hurt them
 It can make you scream
 And understand you're a person
 Give birth to knew ways to dream
 And were called a crowd
 And we have the tools
 Ahh la da da la da da ba da
 Ahh la da da la da da le la da da da da
 Ahh la da da la da da - la ba da da da
 Ahh la da da la da da ba da
 The road is done
 We had our fun
 And so it ends much like it begun
 With a gun shot brightness
 Noise I'm frighted I'm fighten
 Then the silence hits
 I collect recollections
 And let go reflections of moments of loyalties
 And defection the measure my essence
 A servant or desperate, storm over tempest
 Word or a sentence was I heard or never mentioned
 And did I hurt when never mention me
 Or another in an instance rullin by inches
 A student of illness to see where the real went
 I grow the strength to deal with the feeling of new skin
 Just as the nous was loosened I let go and saw the two ends
 Felt the weight lift from these heavy feet and realized I could have been infinite
 And so it ends much like it begun
 And so it ends much like it begun
 And were called a crowd
 And we have the tools
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 Ahh la da da la da da le la da da da da
 Ahh la da da la da da - ba da da da
 Ahh la da da la da da - ba da
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 Ahh la da da la da da la la la la
 Ahh la da da la da da - ba da da da
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