I mean it
I wouldn't go ouside and walk around
They may fear for your life
But I've reached this conclusion
everyone's in a corner
face to the wall
I never looked the other way
I'm not allowed to at all
great is my confusion
It never lets me be
no one said to be here
I was punished by me
and there's a weeping fire
that's high as a moutain
and we go all the way up
to the top
great is my confusion
It never lets me down
everyone's in a corner
they'll never turn around
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