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22 isn't all that new (to the world)

I'M 22!
When will I be old enough to make my own mistakes?
When will you let me cut a trail in my own fucking way?
If I'm still a child then why do you desire me to work til my grave?
I've inhaled the smoke of industrial fire
for so fucking long it's to what I aspire

What the fuck is the purpose of doing well in life
when all my fucking money I scrape to acquire
just funds another war that none of us desire

with hitler in the office and stalin in command
i fear what will become of our bleeding fucking land
how can we fucking stop this?
how can we fight back?
when we the fucking people are getting shot in the back?

I'm 22!
I shouldn't be begging
to get my next meal
but i'm still doing better
than others on the field
I'm 22!
and i'm fucking done with this dream
of a land of fucking freedom and equality

I'm 22!
and i think i know whats best
since everyone before me has left my home a fucking mess
I'm 22!
not a child anymore
i say it's time we fight and make this ours once more
Written by MichaelMorgue (Chris Addict)
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