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We are the people in the backround,
We are the ones pushed around,
We are the ones who are hated,
And the voice with no sound,
We stand tall above the rest,
We feel no remorse,
We look at the world with hate,
As we let the pain coarse,
Our world has been darkened,
Our hearts turned black,
Our minds have been opened,
So we dont look back,
Our lives are full of pain,
Our thoughts have no love,
Our feelings shall stay dark,
Towards a dark word below and above,
We have been tortures,
We've tattered souls,
We've never been normal,
For we are the intellectuals.
- by Musician At Heart |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/22/2009 |
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- Title: The Intellectuals
- Artist: Musician At Heart
- Description: Umm...I wrote this for me and my friends
- Date: 03/22/2009
- Tags: intellectuals
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