| I’m not a man on a mission
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| But a rising anger forces me to stand
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| And count my voice defiant
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| I’m not opposed to the process
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| But the facts before us demonstrate
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| That we must stand united
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| Let substance bind us all
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| And fact enforce our words
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| If need then nations fall and tremble
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| Before free men united
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| I know my past I know where I came from
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| I won’t go quietly give in to none
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| I know my past my voice makes me able
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| We’ll come together we will be as one
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| Look at the pattern
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| We see our future’s being sold off right before our eyes
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| I know my past I know where I came from
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| I won’t go quietly give in to none
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| I know my past my voice makes me able
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| We’ll come together we will be as one
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| I won’t go quietly, give in to none
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| I know my past I know where I came from
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| I won’t go quietly give in to none
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| I know my past my voice makes me able
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| We’ll come together we will be as one |