| Wrap me tight the world is about to lose it’s collective mind heart and soul
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| Tuck me in and rest me in your soft acoustics
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| Rock me and tell me it’s possible
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| To find out what the truth is
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| I got so many questions I would like to know
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| Who’s gonna stop the war?
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| When the same ones who start the war
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| Are the ones who profiteer when they shoot a rocket there
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| It fills up their pockets here
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| Who’s gonna try and stop the diseases
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| When the stock market value increases?
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| On their patented medication
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| The Vatican’s miseducation turns this planet into patients
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| Who is gonna lead us the right way
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| When all our leaders gonna stray?
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| How long we’re gonna wait for our bright day
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| When it already feels too late?
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| Who’s gonna put me to sleep at night
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| When all these thoughts force me to write?
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| In a world where we don’t have no one else
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| I’m singing lullabies to myself
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| What kind of evil
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| Possesses some kind of people
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| To kill off all kind of people
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| Like we’re not created equal?
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| With so many classes and divisions
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| But can you tell me what’s the difference?
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| Cause I think it’s strictly business, behind the statistics
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| The illogic and the logistics
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| Hiding sadistic and demonic sons of bitches, called politicians
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| Pardon my language
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| But behind the numbers and the percentage
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| And all the excuses that they invented
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| Who are all these nameless people dying
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| And all these faceless children starving?
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| With nowhere to rest their heads
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| If you listen close you can hear them calling
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| Who’s gonna put us to sleep at night?
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| All these wrongs force me to write
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| In a world where we don’t have no one else
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| I’m singing lullabies to myself |