Finest_minds-Cannae

Finest_minds - Cannae The finest minds never think alike Always a conflict of interest Behold they come together as one It's a revolution that has started We nurture buried in the underground A place where your rules don't apply Thieves crooks the criminal minded A breed they would never want to control This world has cast us away Some get swallowed down some adapt I see it everyday People fearlessly following other people They think they will be blessed into heaven They think they will be blessed Do as I say and I will love you Will walk away and die Time to develop power in solitude Educate to create our own ideas I know to think for me Consuming the biggest white lies Our hands already blood red on my return Everyone is guilty and their souls must burn