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I think were lost 

Far lost within

seems there is no way to get back

You want to know what hell really is?

Its not underground with fire that unleashes

Or dimmed ashes

It is the egos reasons

Our souls prisons

Minds views

The pain we hold on with no uses

Colorful grudges

The time we made the wrong turns

The guilt trips

Sexual assumptions

Corruption's

Power lusts

Broken homes

Lethal bombs

Children with crooked wings

Environmental poisons

Women over mined

Black men capitalized

Suit and neck still tied

White sheets and rags justified

Blue uniforms blood on their hands

Bb guns and skittles

The cats after rats

Naming them what they're not

No longer is what could possibly go right

When everything is out of sight

When were driving with might

Fame money and the likes

Regardless the swaps

How bout those nights?

The once we think who we've lost

Thinking what we said to them last

When agony takeover fast

Depression with day mask

True self bundled up in a stack

Either you are like this or you suck

Then day comes when alone we should walkk

Ignore the talk

The mumbles on their track

Leave what we thought we knew Turn our back

It wouldn't matter how much in the bank

If there's so much more we lack