| end the suffering
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| the meek shall one day inherit the earth
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| and for those who suffer?
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| we have no use for ill fated prophets promises
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| of freedom
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| of freedom
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| not needing or wanting anything
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| that in your hatred you can deprive me of
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| as i do the time
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| cleanse your sick mind
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| as i do the time
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| cleanse your sick mind
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| send me
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| shall overcome
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| someday
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| see, uh
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| when you are awake, i’m asleep
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| and when you are asleep, i will awake
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| and i will live neither in this cell
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| nor in my heart
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| only in my head
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| yeah, some motherf*cker told me um
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| i needed to stop dwelling in the past
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| deafened by the dissident harmonies
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| of sick white crackers
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| and the tyranny of the self righteous
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| as i live in my desire
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| for emptiness
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| hate
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| is all you see
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| and in my fear of becoming like you
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| i gauged out my eyes, damn
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| you know? |
| be worried about the man
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| ? |
| need to worry about themselves
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| but all this political bullsh*t
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| be f*cking up my high
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| and to you?
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| i am but the offspring of an obsolete machine
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| but your myth of superiority
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| would not exist
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| without me
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| send me
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| shall overcome
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| someday, someday
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| someday
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| you prey on the weak to fulfill your lust
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| and what you perceive as the kingdom of god
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| is no more than the word of man
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| and his fear of death
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| shall overcome
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| someday
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| someday
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| yeah, mmm
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| see paradise
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| is the fact that i exist
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| and i exist
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| despite you
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| i exist
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| i exist
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| despite you
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| despite you
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| rape my women
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| beat my children
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| castrate my men
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| poison my food, poison my body
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| rape my women
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| beat my children
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| castrate my men
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| poison my food, poison my body
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| rape my women beat my children
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| castrate my men
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| poison my food and poison my body
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| rape my women
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| beat my children
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| castrate my men
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| poison my food and poison my body. |