The world can be a dangerous place
Most only make it to first base
Our hearts seem to be misplaced
We discriminate because of race
And we display our lives like a showcase
Our lack of solace is a disgrace
Hearts seem to be misplaced
Sometimes I feel lost
In this world
In a world where nothing is permanent
A world with no distinction
And creativity is on the verge of extinction
A world where everything is objectified,
Emphasized and,
People hate
And it's so sad because,
Almost everyone can relate
We have to keep moving
In a world that is standing still

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