The speech doesn't reach The killing doesn't fix No one is free from the fate That a few men force us to take Over paid and over weight Population does not stop creating Ill heart that can't love no more The whole state closing down its doors All lost We are all lost Our path is filled with no end What will become It's just more of the same You're just a part of the game We lost our hope in you False words deceive and lie Bleeding pages from the paper Can't wash your hands It's just more of the same You're just a part of the game We lost our trust in you You cowards, back stabbers, no truth from you The words are clear For those who care Never thought it could mean so much For those who care You're the ones who created all the fear You're the ones who deny we're all here I think it's time to open our eyes Our minds were closed for most of our lives Always seemed so real Controlling what we feel You never thought it could happen this way Exercise our right to make it right It's just more of the same You're just a part of the game
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