Loose Change

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Your suffering is satisfactory
Fixated on the fact that you've earned the right to be here
Earned the right to feel the pain others try to push aside
Embrace a life that isn't yours
A fallacy, a dream, a need to feel the suffering
A burden that's a lie
Only poor on the inside

Stare into your eyes, fall into the wasteland
Stare into your soul, weed out all the bullshit
I look through you, I see the truth
Too punk for me, too punk for you

When you're in your bed tonight there's someone on the street without a hope, a dream, or a reason to save face
For those who truly suffer there's no saving grace, motherfucker.

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from Shelter, released September 8, 2012

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