I got dressed and I went west toward the shore
the rain started pouring when I stepped on my skateboard
I got all my dreams duct taped at the seams
and all my reasons seamed to be bleeding
the wind by the building is gonna be
the breeze by the trees
everybody separates to find their unity, somehow
ah you know those thieves didn't steal a thing
but they led you to the edge and watched you fall on in
your to busy worrying about something
that you got no business in
and every child needs an escape I hope its not lines I hope its not hate
they got you hooked on a video game nothing better to numb that brain
some got no better roll models than the president who's a thief on a throne
and the cops are the criminals on patrol
now the neighborhood kid's got a gang of his own
ah you know those thieves didn't steal a thing
but they led you to the edge and watched you fall on in
the wind by the building is gonna be
the breeze by the trees
everybody separates to find their unity, somehow

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