Always thought that it's ironic
That what makes us so plutonic
Has only made us tighter
Visionary and a fighter
How can we just walk away
See all this hurting every day
We'll watch this fire burn itself out
While we'll live our lives
We'll live this life in doubt
Disfunctional
Rejectional
This circle is so vicious
It's meaning is fictitious
Hold on to each other
My sister and your brother
We both know
What we've been through
Did this together me and you
Walked through this suburban
Nightmare
Got that scars on our hearts
To prove we were there
Disfunctional
Rejectional
Just intoxicate our lives
With everything that we despise
And these sugar coated lies
You fed us to feel alive
No
Whoa, we'll never know
Whoa, we may never know
With everything we're shown
And everything were told
And always feeling cold
Somehow, Someway,
We made it to today
Somehow, Someway,
We made it to today
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