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I've tried so hard to keep my head up But now I think I've truly lost it They say, "This pressure's inevitable" But this whole world's spinning in lies We're expected to choose a job That's far from childhood dreams My grandfather told me, "God once blessed America" But what was said Is just another lie Who can I believe? When everyone is wrong? My dreams are far My talent's dead My time is gone My heart is black All for the green What am I to do? Where am I to go? Who is there to blame? The Killer's capital

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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