Someday's dreamers
Someday
Hate will just be history
A boring class you have to take
Another test you have to make
The most meaningless of them all
Someday
The newest prison is nothing more
But another museum for pasttime
A place to become horrified with ideas
Not re-perfectionated for society
Not re-perfectionated for society
Someday
All the queens and presidents
Will get it through their heads
That killing off the world isn't really
Gonna help us anyway
Someday
All fancy misters will see that
Making little girls feel like
They should eat themselves to death
Isn't really fashion glamour
Someday
Isn't really fashion glamour
Someday
I will start believing
Someday you will, too
That this is not all hopes and magic
Someday's dreamers will make it true.
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| Auteur: Mysticelfje |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 15 mei 2006 | ||
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