The ones we love, the ones we've lost, the ones we soon will meet
The losing of a best friend, feeling lost on a strange street
The chances that are taken
The ones we lose instead
The ones that we try and gain
The ones we soon forget
Ones is such a simplicit way of talking about our past
Ones are the people in life that flow in and out to fast
Ones that we will conquer, divide, and soon then love again
Ones that take, and take, until they've taken up a friend
Ones consumed, ones desired, ones worth everything
Ones i know and ones I don't and ones worth never again
Ones to steal the purpose
Ones to seal the deal
Ones who offer up their prayers
And ones we have to kill
Ones who have the mark on them
Ones who deliver the message
Ones who don't own a thing
And ones who own the dressers
Ones that never have to pay
Ones that always do
Ones that never walk the line
And ones who fill the shoes
Ones who take for granted
Ones who love the lord
Ones who believe in nothing
And ones following the devils chord
Ones blessed above all else
Ones all covered in sin
One fulfills prophecies
And the ones that never begin
Ones that walk the ends of time
Ones that shine on through
Ones that defy the way things are
And ones that speak the truth
Thursday, November 1, 2007
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