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A Letter from God

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This city is a beehiveits so deadly and unfortunately simple
One million tree lined streetswith branches
like haunting arms
You've swallowed your revolution
You've sold your gift
The walking dead are all made up of plastic skin
The walking dead all force their smiles

Your houses are tombstones
Built on reservation and self neglect
The windows watch your shadows fade
Your shadows will fade

What have you done?
How will you numb yourself next?
Righteousness, you've built yourself a prison
How I wish you were all as smart
as you like to think you are
You filthy rats what have you done?
Eat, fight, fuck and sleep, now fill in the blanks

I am floating in spacei am searching
For survivorsi am looking for answers just like you
I am watching the mirrors, I spit on my own face
Anger is like laughing at your own jokes
When we become what we claim to hate
I tell you this with one foot in the grave
Here is your cracker jack prize
This is your american romance

Read it to your children when you tuck them in
Its all in the struggle my friend, its bullets and flowers
Its that soft hum we all hear, but never quite mention
Your beauty is in your faults
spill your guts and share your scars
Stop taking your life for granted

Be honest, be afraid, only you can judge yourself
Be honest, be afraid, freedom is personal
The miracle is by your side not in the stars
put faith in your heart
That's it, I'm so sick I can hardly move
All of the angels have problems of their own

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