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Secluded, from the fear
It's how I felt, back in my early years,
Free. Not part of this life.
Rich country, poverty, til I die.

Secluded, from all hope.
How it's always been, how it always was.
Free. Not part of this life.
Rich country, poverty, is this my fate.

Is this my fate.
I have so much hate for this place.
That's what she said to me.

Chewed up. Spat out. I know you take pride in it.
You won. I lost. I'll see your name on the board.
You won. I lost. I know you take pride in it.
Now where do we run to. Where do we run to.

Secluded from the fear.
It's how I felt back in my early years.
Free. Not part of this life.
Rich country poverty until I die.

Until I die.
My doubt in change, won't change.
No.

You wonder why I feel so weary. It's a collection of these things.

Burned to the fucking ground.
To the fucking ground.

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from Surviving Deprival, released August 28, 2015

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