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von Telechild

Picture waking up to a resounding cry
There are uniforms entitled to your home
There′s a look in their eyes passed on by their ancestors
Somehow you're to blame

What′s going on out there?
His hands were trembling out of fear

He was 12 years old
They threw him down a rabbit hole
He heard the gun magazines
Being loaded in his room

What's the story
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What's the story
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Picture laying still every now and then
There are uniforms in charge of your health

What′s going on out there?
That dreadful call shook her to her bones


She was 30 years old
She had to put her life on hold
That day she felt out of breath
Then she had to shave her head

You tend to be old
In a retirement home
Counting the days
Staring death in the face

You... Do you know where you are
Do you know where you are
It′s not easy

They... They don't seem to care
Now that you are
Tucked away

It′s not my time to be relevant
It's not my place to be relevant
It′s not my time to be relevant
It's not my place to be relevant

It′s not my time to be
It's not my time to be
It's not my time to be
It′s not my time to be


You... Do you know where you are (It′s not my time to be relevant)
Do you know where you are (It's not my place to be relevant)
It′s not easy