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My mother was raised by a drunkard
But if I met him I would have shook his hand
Because we've all got our vices
And I was taught to never look down on another man
My father was raised by a Mason
He can see the Architect in his eye
We've all got our questions
Hidden behind the faith we claim to have survived

Oh old soul, why are we innately so vulnerable?
Tired of searching for rabbit holes inside of the bramble,
Will you please find us a place that we can call our home?

They say it takes a village to raise a child, to tame our wild
But we all know one fucking kid can raze our cities to the ground

Oh old soul, why are we innately so vulnerable?
Tired of searching for rabbit holes inside of the bramble,
Will you please find us a place that we can call our home?

We were (raised/razed) on pills and statistics
Braces and ADHD diagnostics
The same as our brothers and sisters
We all sound like this
We all sound like this

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from Misplaced Metanoia Mixtape, released June 23, 2015

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