| A child is born with no state of mind
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| Blind to the ways of mankind
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| But I can’t find the words that properly describes
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| The problems that arise
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| So I gotta decide to either
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| Keep it bottled inside or swallow my pride
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| But I got God on my side I’m a follow his guide
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| So I got down on my knees, apologized
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| For all the times my son looked in his fathers eyes
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| And saw the lies and ali
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| Next day to my surprise when I woke at sunrise
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| I saw my son rise right next to me
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| Put his hands on my head and said to me
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| In a voice best described as heavenly
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| The truth shall set you free
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| Stop letting me walk around with blindness on
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| I’m relying on you to teach me right from wrong
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| 'Cause one day I’ll be gone, won’t be a child for long
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| You’ve found your words, now go write your song
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| Who, what, when, where, why?
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| How do I find which way to reply?
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| Ask me no questions I’ll tell you no lies
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| Surprise, the truth’s right in front of your eyes
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| Riddle me this
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| You see a man slitting his wrists
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| And he’s rich
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| Beautiful women wanna give him a kiss
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| He was given a gift but it wasn’t something he wished
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| He’d rather throw it all away for some ignorant bliss
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| To exist or not to exist? |
| That’s a question I try to resist
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| Deep like a bottomless pit
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| So I swallow my pride and follow my wits
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| My motto is this, hold your head high
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| You could call it a risk
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| But if I can’t live on my feet I’ll die on my knees
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| Sowing the seeds of the struggle
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| I gotta be free or better yet I gotta be me
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| I gotta believe that if the truth is a lie
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| Then knowledge is key
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| So yo, gimme the question and let me dissect it
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| My questions are deeper than my jealousy’s best diss
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| An eye for an eye leaves everyone blind
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| I gotta find what I seek or I’ll never respond
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| Who, what, when, where, why?
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| How do I find which way to reply?
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| Ask me no questions I’ll tell you no lies
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| Surprise, the truth’s right in front of your eyes
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| We’ve been lied to, we got reparations due
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| While you’re at it, where’s our 40 acres too?
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| Save the mule? |
| In fact you can save the bull
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| Why should we believe anything you say is true?
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| Been waiting too long man, them days are through
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| We no longer cater to red, white & blue
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| I posed those same questions to you-know-who
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| He said, «Ask not what your country can do for you»
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| I said well when exactly you gonna do for us too
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| And where will we be when it finally comes through
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| Forget it, I don’t know why I’m asking you
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| You stole our ballots too we know how you do
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| The proud and few, we never ever doubted you
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| Until we found out how your accountants
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| Grew fat from laying us flat, taking the rap obeying your crap
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| Seeing the real reason that we’re breaking our backs
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| And yo, we wanna know why the leaders are gone
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| People can die, corporations treat us as pawns
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| You can see that it’s wrong but you let them lead us along
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| They’re the same corporations that you need to be strong
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| And I know that it’s a game, truth is I shoulder the blame
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| I’m just another con artist making a claim
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| I know I need more than my words working for change
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| It makes me frustrated that I’m seeking personal gain but tell me
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| Who, what, when, where, why?
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| How do I find which way to reply?
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| Ask me no questions I’ll tell you no lies
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| Surprise, the truth’s right in front of your eyes |