⑴ 奼傞挗閾佷緺3鐢靛獎鎻掓洸Neon Trees鐨凷omeKind Of The Monster鐨勬瓕璇嶏紒璺奼傦紒
These are the eyes that cant see me
These are the hands that drop your trust
These are the boots that kick you around
This is the tongue that speaks on the inside
These are the ears that ring with hate
This is the face thatll never change
This is the fist that grinds you down
This is the voice of silence no more
These are the legs in circles run
This is the beating youll never know
These are the lips that taste no freedom
This is the feel thats not so safe
This is the face youll never change
This is the god that aint so pure
This is the god that is not pure
This is the voice of silence no more
We the people
Are we the people?
We the people
Are we the people?
Some kind of monster
Some kind of monster
Some kind of monster
This monster lives
This is the face that stones you cold
This is the moment that needs to breathe
These are the claws that scratch these wounds
This is the pain that never leaves
This is the tongue that whips you down
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