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lyrics: Histories not painted by winners, but by those who're still bitter. The rest have moved on, but they’re struggling with hiccups—ideas that were fought and dismissed as demonic, but painfully honest. The villains we miss when the world turns to shit break our fall in the fog. We grasp to hold on to what is right and what’s wrong. We were writing them off as too black or too white in this hellish gray earth. When we stomp in the ashes of all those blatantly false ideas, they keep resurfacing because it’s conflict we’re after, we want it to matter(x2). We rile up the masses to clash and break up the bones of the men who are stand there strong, even though their beliefs are so wrong and disgusting, deplorable, a horrible mess we’re fighting for. Die for the cause and move on, but we’re left to digest all the things they left. All the faces, regret—the survivors surrender, but they do not submit. We wish their fate was just flipped, wish the powers reversed, and for surgical cuts while the wounds are still bleeding. History’s the soul that makes life worth remembering—the causes, dishonest, disturbingly twisted and pushed to exist, with no way left to fix it. And they crash and burn in this circular circus. Decisions are made, approved, and assured in circular motions—machines oiled by the stupidest person... --- dedicated to exskillsme xD