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rock my body, rock my mind, rock me like there's no tomorrow.

a world of broken promises, dreams of ones kept, a petty day, a pretty smile, a thought of you stayed awhile.

caged is my freedom, caged for my sanctity, the irony, the satire, because of what i'll never be.

its a war with rags for flags, painted dolls marching up front, their petticoats, their frills of lace, to burn when the sun goes down.

you do not stop the waves of time for they simply cannot be stopped, with every crash, another day, wondering when you will drown.

feed the birds, an old lady cried, said mother to daughter, do not waste your time, the birds flew on, the old lady stayed, never again to see another day.

what makes a cannibal a cannibal, for is not all meat just meat? what is a soul but an idea, is not a speech but a squeak?

why do we care for the occult, why do we care for mystery, are our lives so empty that we must search for what we'll never see.

the stars are making millions from smiling on our magazines, a child in russia is feeling cold, his money taken by the pigs.

we talk about death like it will never come, we fail to realize, that every moment we spend alive, somewhere in the world, someone dies.

racism is like a circle, it never has a point, for underneath tanned skin, lies blood, lies flesh, lies life.

somebody was someone's mother, that somebody was someone's child, that somebody we may never know, but that somebody was someone's love.