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People on the street now |
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Faces long and grim |
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Souls are feeling heavy |
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And faith is growing thin |
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Fears are getting stronger |
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You can Feel them on the rise |
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Hopelessness got some by the throat you can see it in their eyes |
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I said how come |
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How come |
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Everybody on a shoestring |
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Everybody in a hole |
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Everybody crossing their fingers and toes |
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Government man spin his politics till he got you pinned |
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Everybody trying to reach out to each other |
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But they don't know where to begin |
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I said how come |
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I can't tell |
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the free world |
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from living hell |
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I said how come |
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How come |
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all I see |
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is a child of god |
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in misery |
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I said how come the pistol now as profit |
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The bullet some kind of lord and king |
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But pain is the only promise that this so called savior is going to bring |
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Love can be a liar |
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And justice can be a thief |
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And freedom can be an empty cup from which everybody want to drink |
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I said how come |
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I can't tell |
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the free world |
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from living hell |
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I said how come |
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How come |
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all i see |
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is a child of god |
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in misery |
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I said how come |
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Its just man killing man |
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Killing man |
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Killing man |
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Killing man |
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Killing man |
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I don't understand |
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Its just man killing man |
