A World Defined - Sophomore | Текст песни

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I am the victim of peoples arrest
You are the golden coast saviour
We slipped on the ice when we were top of the world
Shook us 'til our feet were feathered in sophomore

I am the poor peoples prerogative
You are the answer when the question is who

We slipped on the ice, we were on top of the world
We tend to ration our old rational

By picking from the weak and prodding at the wise
We are becomming everything i despise
I follow my own ideology, i follow my own philosophy
Open the new and split at the sides

I am the poor peoples prerogative
You are the answer when the question is who

We slipped on the ice, we were on top of the world
We tend to ration our old rational


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