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One Minute Silence Into Our Own

, never alone Sinners and idiots nailing my soul to their Fly while there's time to fly Into no more and we'll Rise again, rise again, rise again, into our own

the darkness, our tails between our legs. At all costs we are prevented from realising our own potential. We are conditioned into being passive observers

own, your own, your own" All of a sudden it happened Both of then grabbed for a gun Both clearing leather, both fired together Everyone thought it was one gun, one

We hide in the darkness, our tails between our legs. At all costs we are prevented from realising our own potential. We are conditioned into being passive

, socially, or artistically. despite the fact that our outlooks and philosophies are ever changing with each passing day. I have struggled with this often through the years. taking one

get my coat and a bag from the room it took a minute, boom hopped into the car we drove away in a zoom I assume doom as we were drivin' on the gravel at any given minute

politically, socially, or artistically. despite the fact that our outlooks and philosophies are ever changing with each passing day. I have struggled with this often through the years. taking one

get my coat and a bag from the room it took a minute, boom hopped into the car we drove away in a zoom I assume doom as we were drivin' on the gravel at any given minute

politically, socially, or artistically. despite the fact that our outlooks and philosophies are ever changing with each passing day. I have struggled with this often through the years. taking one