Recycled

Too Young

At what point did you think this was a good idea
Breaking all your branches to hide your fear
Falling through the trees
You paralyze your dreams
While faking every scene
Screaming out your white lies
The damage has been done
And Im afraid you haven’t won
So come out with your hands up
Your children are too young

Each and Everytime, I close my eyes
I see these empty lies taking over
Each and Everytime, I close my eyes
I see these empty lies, taking over

Where are all your friends?
Who’s going to save you now?
Your bravery’s gone and left you
But you ask how you gotten to be here
Your fighting back the tears
Making wrong decisions
Wasting all these years
Pointing all the signs
To where excuses lie
Taking every short cut
Denying every crime

Each and Everytime, I close my eyes
I see these empty lies taking over
Each and Everytime, I close my

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