A little too far away for us to care When even inside of our dreamland Everyone's struggling Angels with broken wings are falling from a paradise Not worth a second thought Far away and below, there's a different world Not jealous of freedom, rather a victim of it Blind from the heaps of glitter Piling up beyond their borders They live a different nightmare One that's not flashy enough To become a tinseltown vision Too serious for the fast-food-audience To find a place inside the home of the braveBirth sign: Capricorn
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