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bound to the flock. bound to its fleece.
you call it a system. i call it greed. i
call it greed.
i saw through your fence.
i saw false romance
polite and bountiful so it seems.
a wicked thought in a wicked eye.
there's a gun right in your smile.
and some eat dust.
and some can't see.
you call it a system. i call it greed. i
call it greed.
i saw through your fence.
i saw false romance
polite and bountiful so it seems.
a wicked thought in a wicked eye.
there's a gun right in your smile.
and some eat dust.
and some can't see.
and some can't see
that some eat dust.
some can't see.
open their eyes.
and fill them with some truths.
open their eyes.
and fill them with some truths.
yeah. for we are weak. now.
borderlines are excuses for indulging
in pride and vanity.
and what we have we are gonna hold
as they still see a place in the sun.
our country is a robber.
errors of wisdom.
errors of self-defense.
errors of vision.
errors of kindred.
fraternity. equality. liberty.
fraternity. equality. liberty.
that some eat dust.
some can't see.
open their eyes.
and fill them with some truths.
open their eyes.
and fill them with some truths.
yeah. for we are weak. now.
borderlines are excuses for indulging
in pride and vanity.
and what we have we are gonna hold
as they still see a place in the sun.
our country is a robber.
errors of wisdom.
errors of self-defense.
errors of vision.
errors of kindred.
fraternity. equality. liberty.
fraternity. equality. liberty.
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