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As Blood Runs Black

Beneath The Surface

Judged by appearance, and misspoken words

Not the content of one's character, just by what you heard

Have you heard of rumors?

Some clash with lies

One degrades another out of despite

Inhumanity

How can one

Claim to be perfect despite the things he has done

How can one

Be so blind to see, you're no fucking different than me

Different than me

Maybe it's me, I'm not trying to change the world

But actions speak louder than words

And all in time I'll learn from the mistakes that are mine

But I wont forget those mistakes done unto me

Done unto me

Who am I to judge, use judgmental words?

What matters is appearance?

Or what you heard?

Live by what you have and believe

Judge by appearance, and misspoken words,

Not the content of one's character, just by what you heard

Have you heard of rumors?

Some clash with lies

One degrades another out of despite

Out of despite

I'm human

I'm not perfect just like you