You've met your match
Sounds like a fairy tale
He's just like it
He's everything in the fairy tale
Like the ones my mother used to read
Everything seems so beautiful
Everything seems so wonderful
So sad that we tend to be forgetful
Before human combustion hits the town
Before the end of the proposition...
O' my elderly world, am I getting too bold?
The ones who go first were the elderly ones
Leaving spawns of unfertile aftermaths
Leaving my elderly world high and dry
O' my elderly world, am I getting out of control?
Doing everything that crosses my mind
Like there is no tomorrow
Like there are no rules
O' my elderly world, am I worthy of being alive?
When all my tendency contributes are turmoils
When my currupted mind only grieves others'
Like I own this elderly world...
O' my elderly world, are the rulers doing well?
When all they can offer are blood, tears and lives taken
When the rich becomes richer
When the poor becomes poorer
Like they own this elderly world...
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