Praising your own kind
It's not your own words
It's not your own mind
That place is better than this
And this place is better than that
Think you make a difference
But you're just someone to laugh at
After seventeen years of fighting
Everything I came across
Now I realize that I always lost
It's come time to end
The tranquilization of my mind
Now I've got a brick in my hand
Now I know what I must find
So take a good look around
Tell me what you see
Always on your ass
You complain of my apathy
Bricks are put together
As the trees fall
I got my own brick
And I ain't gonna build no wall
Try to sell me a paper Praising your own kind It's not your own words It's not your own mind That place is better than this And this place is better than that Think you make a difference But you're just someone to laugh at After seventeen years of fighting Everything I came across Now I realize that I always lost It's come time to end The tranquilization of my mind Now I've got a brick in my hand Now I know what I must find So take a good look around Tell me what you see Always on your ass You complain of my apathy Bricks are put together As the trees fall I got my own brick And I ain't gonna build no wall Explain Request ×
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