Days of the new

Fighting with clay

Days of the new
I've kept my difference
I look at you another way
Nobody knows you
nobody even knows your name
But you keep on fighting
keep on fighting

fighting with my clay

I've kept my difference
I look at you another way
you're receiving up your ass

Everything is wrong again
no sense to me
destruction's found its way in
fighting with my clay

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