Violence throughout the land
Racial groups, they plan attack
I'm tired of
You say you want to help me
I know it isn't
Time goes by and makes me
Wonder what I'm here for
I'm
Someon hassles you, try giving them a 10
They'll probably never
Will the hypocrisy ever cease?
You made the bomb, and made
Smiling as he speaks of death
destroying lives unknown
Killing 'til his
Born to live, then to die
Never ask the question why
State
Your advancements in technology
aren't all they're cracked up to be
life
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