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Tax the rich, feed the poor, soon there ain’t no rich no more.

When you trust your television, what you get is what you got. ‘Cuz when they own the information, they can bend it all they want.

I think the whole world’s addicted to the drama;
Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma

New days are strange, is the world insane ?

I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder

Where is the love?
'Cuz everything inside, it never comes out right

I believe the world is burning to the ground
(Oh well, I guess we're gonna find out! )

where you going, man? you know the world is headed for hell
say all goodbyes if you've got someone you can say goodbye to

The sun will set for you.
And the shadow of the day,
Will embrace the world in grey

When I wake up here tomorrow, things will never be the same
We were smart kids with too much to say . . . pack our bags and get away

The only thing that I pray is that me feet don't fail me now

~ A little poem I wrote.