What Have We Become
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What Have We Become
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This house
Has many rooms
Filled with dust
And pieces of you
Tangled vines
Made there within
We left the door
Wide open
Ooooh
What have we become
Ooooh
What have we become
Broken glass
Lay on the floor
Shattered body
What do we ignore
The guidance
Is overgrown
Leaves have brown
Hide in the woods
Ooooh
What have we become
Ooooh
What have we become
Truth behind
These 4 walls
Becomes clear
When they're gone
Looking in
Feel their stares
Our mistakes
In no better
Ooooooooh
What have we become
Ooooooooh
What have we become
Ooooooooh
What have we become
Ooooooooh
What have we become
Ooooooooh
What have we become
Ooooooooh
What have we become
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