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NO BOY, NO CRY

I suddenly stand up and stare at the cracking silver sky
If boredom is killing you, then it'd be better if you died
Boy, listen to me! Humans really aren't all that important
You don't need something like tomorrow, don't hide your clenched fist!

You're not old enough yet to be selling your dreams to anxieties
Boy, the only one that can pull the trigger
To the gun in your heart is you!

All the kids said, "Tear open our hearts!
That guy that gave up... he's another story,"
All the kids said, "These yelling voices of ours
Are finding freedom from underneath our beds,"

We don't always see eye to eye, all of the wounds scattered on me that day
Are still causing me to stumble
But I'll drag on forward, forward
I'm feeling a bit disconnected, I'm crying out
Though no answer is coming
Sitting, doing nothing and laughing
I don't want to become someone like that

All the kids said, "There's nothing we can do, it's pointless.
Because we're just living in this magnificent world right now,"
All the kids said, "All the truths and lies
Are things we'll never be able to forget,"

All the kids said, "We're too young to die, aren't we?!
All these bored faces lining up in this empty town..."
All the kids said, "On this windless night,
We're going to make a difference!

These yelling voices of ours
Can't be erased by any terrorist