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In our lives
How do we perceive
Do we know what's right or do we just believe
We can name when it's black or white
It won't look the same when it's shades of light
I woke up this morning to the
Interview on the radio
It was this bitter old lady preaching 'bout
How much she hated the world
And it hit me like whiplash
Oh but I
Couldn't get up to turn it off
It was like watching a car crash
Your mouth is open but you can't find a word
Attacking the people
With the book she molested in the palm of her hand
How can you take what is based on love
To hate those you don't understand
And it hit me like whiplash
Oh but I
Couldn't get up to turn it off
It was like watching a car crash
Your mouth is open but you can't find a word
