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The Orphan of Hate

If God only preached to demons

Could we not just walk away

If love only lingered for spite

We could finally get along

If People only thought with their minds

Could we all dare to dream

If communication was all but manipulation

I could tell you where I aim to be

I told

I won’t play society’s tug-of-war

They pulled, they pulled, they pulled, they pulled

So, I told they

I could show you who I am

If you’re goal wasn’t self-preservation

I could share who I will become

If they weren’t fighting what they’ve found

Work in the shadows, sleep in the shallows

Because love is your manipulation

Work in the shadows, sleep in the shallows

Because an ignorant shark is prey

When he greets me

Even the devil will pray

They pulled, they pulled

I pushed they


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