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Children roam these empty streets
With lust filled eyes and jagged hearts
Narrow frames and crooked teeth
The whole more valuable than each part

And the grasp you have upon this group
Fragile as a pile of ash
They know your lies and weakness
With each open hand you bluntly lash

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Oh, these soft legged girls
And hard faced boys
They know no God
They have no voice

So what is this I see
There is nothing but anger burning inside of me

Oh, these soft legged girls (Do you wish to feel complete)
And hard faced boys (Say you want it, you need it)
They know no God
They have no voice

We are the sound
We don't belong
So raise up your hands
And sing along

We are the sound
We don't belong
So raise up your hands
And sing along

Girls with fire in their eyes
Boys with will and aim that's true
Living in a jilted world
Contempt spreads just like the flu

So let's all take some solace
In one thing that we all can trust
Adults can be fucked up, too
Sometimes even more than us

Oh, these soft legged girls (Do you wish to feel complete)
And hard faced boys (Say you want it, you need it)
They know no God
They have no voice

We are the sound
We have no voice

We are the sound
We have no voice

We are the sound
We don't belong
So raise up your hands
And sing along

We are the sound
We don't belong
So raise up your hands
And sing along

And sing along

Writer(s): Dallas Green, Chris Steele, Jordan Hastings, George Pettit, Wade Macneil

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