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Author: Senorita Diabla
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst - Reviews: 3 - Published: 01-23-05 - Updated: 01-23-05 - id:1815448

Structure isn't working again, so I've italicized every other verse/chorus.

Wrong With the World


A new day, a new breath

A new chance to find our own path

A new time to fight alone

A better time to go get stoned

What’s wrong with the world right now

All these wars and no direction to be found

Lost in pursuit of a holy guide

Follow any fool in immaculate disguise

A trinity awaits us at the end of our days

Gods, the Buddha, maybe even Fates

What’s it matter if no one pays attention

To the glass in the walls, our own jagged reflections?

What’s wrong with the world right now

All these wars and no direction to be found

Bow down to your faceless deities

Spouting off fights for the sake of harmony

Falling to the edge of your purgatory

Godforsaken hell is your immortality

Led a good life save for—everything

Fake idols, broken laws, and hypocrisy

Never thought this day could come to this decision

So straightly part of your mask of religion

Never really knew that you had to follow ways

Wasted all your time, are you actually amazed?

What’s wrong with the world right now

All these wars and no direction to be found

Bow down to your faceless deities

Spouting off fights for the sake of harmony

Not really part of who you are

More about your enemies and why you’re at war

All this greed and lies and cruel words

Are you truly surprised that these things mattered?


Heather M.



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