What is the reason I cry, you bleed, and we both are in pain
What are the reasons we are for what we are, is it faith we put through each day
Reasons never really have an answer, only turn out to be a lie
I brake, you kill, we all must face the brutal future
Why are the reasons not even real, why are they made up for the prefect world
Reasons are like rules, that must be fallowed even when we don’t want to
We are the small reasons to make the bigger reasons, why is that
Angels and demons keep the faits inline, what reason is that for
Why do we have reasons, if we only end up getting hurt
Why must we fallow that slowly kills us within, why
Reasons, should have no reasons
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