Aaron Sprinkle - The Poor and the Prevalent lyrics

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Aaron Sprinkle - The Poor and the Prevalent lyrics

I've got to put a stop to all this (I've seen this, I tasted) To all this being separated and then cut off (I've seen this) I've got to put a stop to all this (Separated then fall) I've got to put a stop to all this To all this being separated and then cut off (Separated then, then fall, then fall) I've got to put a stop to all this We could float Over the world and decide for ourselves If we will ever return If only our dreams Were fires to ignite Then we could let The whole world burn You said this was over (Save us) when You suffocate the truth and trade for nothing The kisses and the distances Are clinging to my weaknesses (Save us) Somebody help me here 'cause I can't steer the wrong words away A k**er to my worries And then caught me without my defense There's a d**h inside And it's yours and mine So count up your identities Invented for the frequencies of need Does it depend On circumstance or excuse My inheritance of the abuse The importance of new My choice of the two The truth is that I choose you You said this was over (Save us) when You suffocate the truth and trade for nothing The kisses and the distances Are clinging to my weaknesses (Save us) Somebody help me here 'cause I can't steer the wrong words away A k**er to my worries And then caught me without my defense There's a d**h inside And it's yours and mine So count up your identities Invented for the frequencies of need I've got to put a stop to all this (I've seen this, I tasted) To all this being separated and then cut off I've got to put a stop to all this (I've seen this, I tasted) To all this being separated and then cut off Cut off, cut off I'm crushed, broken, begging for this Outside of you, but this severance? Torn from my hands, I still taste it Torn from my hands with my consent (Cowards and princes Can sometimes look the same Just blink and they change They change, I've changed We've changed too) You said this was over when You suffocate the truth and trade for nothing The kisses and the distances Are clinging to my weaknesses (Save us) Somebody help me here 'cause I can't steer the wrong words away A k**er to my worries And then caught me without my defense There's a d**h inside And it's yours and mine So count up your identities Invented for the frequencies of need

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