| Like a shot without a warning
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| Lies a life that's left behind
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| And though I try, it's something I just can't unsee
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| It's burned into my mind
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| And I wake up in the morning
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| News keeps flashing on my eyes
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| These dying streets are bruised and beaten
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| And riot flags are waving
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| Poor and weak, we extend this streak
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| These lives we could be saving
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| Life is cheap, I sit and weep
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| 'Cause there's just no mistaking
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| Oh, this is not Utopia
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| The roots of America
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| Are the roots of hysteria
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| The rules don't matter anymore
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| This is not utopia
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| The roots of America
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| Are the roots of hysteria
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| And you don't matter anymore
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| The better angels of our nature
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| Well, they've gone away to hide
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| Brutality I can't unsee
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| These pictures are just burned into my mind
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| It's commotion in slow motion
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| It's humanity denied
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| A violent race, punch in the face
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| With all this hate how can we all survive?
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| And if a change is coming
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| What makes it take so long?
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| And if a change is coming
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| Why sing the same old song?
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| This is not Utopia
|
| The roots of America
|
| Are the roots of hysteria
|
| The rules don't matter anymore
|
| This is not utopia
|
| The roots of America
|
| The roots of hysteria
|
| And you don't matter anymore
|
| This is not Utopia
|
| The roots of America
|
| Are the roots of hysteria
|
| And you don't matter anymore
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| This is not utopia
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| So how long must we wait?
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| Until love conquers hate?
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| And heal these hearts
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| 'Cause it all starts right here |