| Sleep fades from the, from the corner of your eye
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| First thing in the morning, when the light kisses your side
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| Gotta go to work, but I feel attacked on every side
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| I don’t wanna curse, but I find a pleasure in this grind
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| I guess it’s just my generational entitlement
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| They keep saying it
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| Suddenly, we’re so sad
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| The whole world flush with war and famine
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| 'Cause y’all couldn’t see it
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| So, I don’t wanna hear it
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| I read somewhere that we’re asking for too much
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| I read somewhere that you’ve gotta wait your turn
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| I read somewhere, read somewhere that
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| If I wish for better days
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| Now I know it’s my generational entitlement
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| They keep saying it
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| Suddenly, we’re so sad
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| The whole world flush with war and famine
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| 'Cause y’all couldn’t see it
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| So, I don’t wanna hear it
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| It’s my generational entitlement
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| They keep saying it
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| Suddenly, we’re so sad
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| The whole world flush with war and famine
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| 'Cause y’all couldn’t see it
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| So, I don’t wanna hear it
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| (Whose war is it? Whose war is it?)
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| No, I don’t wanna hear it
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| (Whose war is it? Whose war is it?)
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| 'Cause I got a vision (Are you seeing it?)
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| Yeah, I got a vision (Are you seeing it?)
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| Yeah, I got a vision
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| Yeah, I got a vision |