| I need to be a provider. |
| I need a stage and a rider. |
| Kiss my baby goodbye,
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| it eats me alive every time. |
| I need a beat to confide in, give the demons to
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| fight
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| Move forward with life and leave my troubles behind
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| I need to breathe in the fire, live within all the light
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| And let it burn the desire, giving up on the fight
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| It’s like the dream of surviving is the only reason to die
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| Nothing I do, Nothing I need, Nothing I want and Nothing to be
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| Nothing to me, and nothing to you but nothing we turn Nothing to Greed
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| I want my people alive. |
| I want a piece of the pie
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| I want to read before write. |
| I want to see for the blind
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| I want to reach for the sky, without being so high
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| Where our peace is alive, but then our people collide
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| I feel the planets aligning or a channel divide us
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| Programmed in our Violence, because we fear our demise
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| It’s like the dream of surviving is the only reason to die
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| Suheir Hammad:
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| Hold nothing to declare
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| Trust no contact between men and blood
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| Ghosts nest belly basin
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| Ahead without shoulder no shade
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| Fault line fragility
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| Time through space cavern missing within |