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We are what we’re thinking
We are what we do
Existence divided
Not one life but two
One is for hire
One is for there
One is for private
The other for share
Passing-through cities
And flyover states
You won’t find the freedom
From what you escape
Dismissive indifference
Toward those I’ve ignored
The reason we’re different
Each other we bore
Through all of this warring
I plan to survive
Fighting my battles
I will stay alive
With tribe of the chosen
From fam’ly and friend
Improving positions
There’s never an end