| The faces of the figureheads
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| Are there to fear them but
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| The money bells are ringing
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| For those who hear them and
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| The seeds of your future
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| Await for you to sow them and
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| The sound of your voices
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| Will ultimately show them all
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| The ways you will matter and
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| Perpetuate society
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| The days you will shatter to
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| Bring you notoriety
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| The rules you’ll be breaking will be rules for fools and
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| The pains you’ll be taking will be your tools and
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| Make your own way
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| In this life
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| Have to find a way to rise above
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| The pain and strife
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| Make your own way
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| In this life
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| Have to find a way to rise above
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| The pain and strife
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| Piles of bodies and bodies
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| We see them and
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| Some that didn’t make it
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| Didn’t choose to be them cause
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| It’s hard to make a mark
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| With a plague of illiteracy
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| But sitting on our asses is a
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| Form of complacency that
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| We can’t sit by and tolerate
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| We have problems to eleviate
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| Bad education and suppression
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| The homeless in the street
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| Are a few of the nightmares that we should
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| Wake up and greet to
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| Make your own way
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| In this life
|
| Have to find a way to rise above
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| The pain and strife
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| Make your own way
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| In this life
|
| Have to find a way to rise above
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| The pain and strife
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| In this life, and there’s only
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| One of them
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| There’s a means to an end but
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| Unfortunately some of them
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| Destroy the things that we need
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| Like the creatures in the water and the air we breathe and
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| Then we wonder whose fault it all was
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| Well maybe not yours but that’s not it cause
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| We take for granted the things that make our life complete
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| So open wide your eyes and
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| Get the fuck out on the streets
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| Make your own way
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| In this life
|
| Have to find a way to rise above
|
| The pain and strife
|
| Make your own way
|
| In this life
|
| Have to find a way to rise above
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| The pain and strife |