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Text: 50 Lions. Faithless.

Faithless, ive lost whatever i had,
streets are crowded and filled with disease,
wasting AWAY!!!
killing time, never set us free,
hopeless, weve been led ustray,
so far away from where we should be,
nothing AT ALL!!!
i can find to make me ever believe,
nothing at all,
nothing at all here,
nothing at all,
nothing at all here!!!

where the fuck did we go wrong,
retrace the steps, find the mistakes,
still its too late,
still too late the damage is done,
still too late, the
DAMAGE IS DONE!!!

nothing can take back, nothing can change,
social corruption and this moral decay,
over time weve slowly turned away,
we all look past without a fucking thing to say!