Life 705

It is preventing tomorrow,
It's so tough.
It is a fanning horror,
It's so rough.
It's not a pacifist,
It's not a pacifist.
It's not complaining or praising,
It's not fair.
It is pretending to mind
It doesn't care.
It's not a pacifist,
It's not a pacifist.
Would you be?

It's taking your time.
It doesn't matter what you feel.
It's harder than steel.
One day we'll find a reason why.

It is aware of your thoughts
You think in vain.
It will start up a riot 'n'
Release the pain.
It's not a remedy,
It's not a remedy.
You will follow the orders
Of your king.
You will bury the answer
Of this thing
It's not a remedy,
It's not a remedy.
Would you be?

I'm not sorry.
I will find the way.

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