What is normal
But strict rules that society places on people to control and manipulate them
But the end of being an individual To become a mindless drone
To give up your true self
To become part of the collective
Good night
Roses are red Violets are blue Good night Good night Good night to you Rest your head Close your eyes Peace to you Upon this night
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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