| We’ve cut the blooms from our roses
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| All we’re left with is thorns
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| In spite of our face we’ve cut off our noses
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| Set up to fail since the day we were born
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| So what can we do?
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| We must demand to be hears
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| Before there’s nothing left to call our own
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| Resistance must be futile
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| We’ve got nowhere so far
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| Refuse to accept this is all we are
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| I refuse to fall in line, leave the past behind
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| When it’s made us who we are
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| Embrace the truth, find the strength in you
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| Help each other carry on
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| We’ve set ourselves up for failure
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| We’ve siven up on the fight
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| We’ve forgot what we’ve learned from our fathers
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| Erased our history to the point we forget
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| Where do we go from here?
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| Can it be reconciled?
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| We can’t repeat what we’ve already done
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| We’ve learned nothing from the past
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| How long you think it will last
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| Before we turn and it all cames undone
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| We can find compassion in unlikely places
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| If we stand together, they cannot break us
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| We’re all the same, the only difference is the sound of our names
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| I may have not been what you’ve been through
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| Just know I will stand by you |