If you travel the world long enough.
You can see the stone dying.
I'm so tired I'm too weak to complain.
I'm done with the crying.
When it falls apart I'm not the one to blame.
As I watch this world go up in flames.
Anything that combusts we throw in the fire.
It's become so easy to spit on someone's name with impunity.
Labeling them a liar.
When will we see we have all been played?
Is it already Too late Too late?
I'm not gonna stand up for change.
I'm just gonna sit here in my basement and hide away.
Another social warrior.
I'm just gonna type away.
I don't know about you but I'm tired of all these endless days.
When will we see we have all been played?
Is it already Too late Too late?
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