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Turning Point
All we can do here is die. We can't hope to change the world. For those with the means will never let us try.
They made for too much money by polluting our skies. Gained their power by forcing us to give our lives. For god, country and to uphold their lies.
Getting stronger with every tear a grieving mother cries. Whenever a father says his final goodbyes. Because they refused to ask the question why?
Why are we allowing this world to be changed by those who don't have its best interest in mind? By politicians who will forever leave the common man behind. Who look upon us as if we were deaf dumb and blind.
Because we never see the ruin, they leave right before our eyes. Believing we won't rise above our station to take back mankind. For the turning point is right around the corner.
And no longer can we afford to live in this bind.
They made for too much money by polluting our skies. Gained their power by forcing us to give our lives. For god, country and to uphold their lies.
Getting stronger with every tear a grieving mother cries. Whenever a father says his final goodbyes. Because they refused to ask the question why?
Why are we allowing this world to be changed by those who don't have its best interest in mind? By politicians who will forever leave the common man behind. Who look upon us as if we were deaf dumb and blind.
Because we never see the ruin, they leave right before our eyes. Believing we won't rise above our station to take back mankind. For the turning point is right around the corner.
And no longer can we afford to live in this bind.
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